I was working on the computer tonight, and Jonathan was in here finger painting. My back was to him for a few minutes, and then he came up behind me coughing. I didn't want him to touch me, so I jerked around to find this:
Apparently his face must have been itching. Then I'm sure the first strokes of paint made it itch even more. He looked like he was painted up for war. Needless to say, fingerpainting time quickly turned into bath time!