13 April 2016 Things are looking up. My two-year-old folded under my expert investigational skills and gave up her stash. I now have plenty of pens, markers, and sharpies. She is adequately decorated to her standards and we only tagged two more walls and her brand new play kitchen. Upon a very calm and sincere request she casually took me into the room of my oldest and showed me there were lots of markers so I could color too. Note to self, don't kill the oldest.