Well here in the 10-OC, tagged still means tagged. Like graffiti tagged.
When the kids were little, they tagged like this....big happy, blatant tagging going on, right up the stair hall where ever one could see.
As they got in trouble for that, they went underground. Tagging in little circles or X's.
Then they began to learn to make real letters, and the tagging became even more irresistible. And they figured that no one would find them out. Clever little things.
Guess who tags in sparkly blue ink pen and has the letters "A" and "M" in their name? Kudos for trying to wipe it off as soon as she wrote it though.
Then they begin to figure out that their names have lots of letters behind their first initial. I found this tagging treatment in Jonathan's old room.
Then come numbers! In mirror images! I guess the pen was running out of ink and the tagging had to be carved into the wall. You'll find this gem in Jonathan and Timothy's old bathroom.
This one gets bonus score for neatness.....
..... a separate letter for each part of the door jam moulding.
Jonathan getting sneaky.....writing on the edges of the closet doors. Sort of subliminal because you can't see it when the door is closed....but you know it's there.
And who is getting bolder now? Like I'd NEVER figure out who wrote this one!
At least this is on the door to his bedroom. You know, in case I forget where all his toys and clothes go. He's just helping out his mom.
This it Timothy's doing. Oh ya, this wall is tagged.
You just need to shed some black light on it.
I'm totally hiding the spray paint now.
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