I walked upstairs to put Maddie down for her nap and found her in her room standing on a foot high stack of books--'I just cleaning my window.' She tried to act non-chalant, but she couldn't even get through that sentence without the guilt creeping over her face. Her whole window molding was smeared orange. She had colored her molding with her orange marker--I'm guessing she realized that wasn't such a good thing to do--and she was trying to clean it up by rubbing it with toilet tissue. Her hands, face and shirt were all orange. At least it's only washable marker--no damage done. I have to say, my kids have been very UN-mischievous. Of course Caleb's only one and a half, but so far since this is the worst I've had to deal with, I count myself fortunate!
the incriminating evidence
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