This has been up for debate for a long time.
(By debate I mean I suggest and Scott says no.)
However, now that my sanity is at an all time low and we are redoing our playroom, the time has come.
Oh, and the fact that I am sick of occurences such as these...
Brought on by him...
I gave my husband 3 choices. Chalkboard paint, a chalkboard, a white board, or I kill him and then do whatever I want. :) He has chosen a white board.
Of course, it is now up to me to find said white board, but I am a determined/desperate/crazy woman. It shouldn't be a problem.