I am not known for my patience.  I do not enjoy waiting, and I do not do it well.  So the less said about the time between when I heard about the sharpie and alcohol thing (Friday afternoon) and when I actually got some markers and started scribbling (Saturday afternoon) the better.  The Boy was napping, I was impatient, I figured I'd experiment. Now, there were a few flaws with my experimental setup.  First, I didn't actually have any terribly suitable fabric.  The only thing I had that even came close was a scrap of linen left over from the [...]