The Truth Will Find You Out

Sometimes, we think we told a great story, to throw everyone of the track.  

They'll never figure out this lie.

Like when my oldest girl somehow came up with the idea to 

"decorate" the bathroom with a marker.  

The walls, the floor, the cabinet, the sink...

and the toilet was a dead giveaway.

I walked into the bathroom totally shocked.  

Of course, my first response was, "Everyone come in here.  Who did this?"

Everyone denied having anything to do with it.

I noticed the sink bowl was colored in.  

I wasn't sure that Peyton could reach that high.

I turned around & saw the toilet seat.

And, I knew.

And, when I turned to Gillian to address the issue 

(of coloring on the house & of lying)

I noticed the same brown marker color on her lip.

Hmmmmmm.....

(After she took to heart what I had to say to her, 

she shyly asked me if she could show me something...  

"Do you see this guy I made here on the toilet, though?")

It reminds me of when Peyton was being potty trained over a year ago.  

One day, when he was pretty much there, (You know, he "got it".)

I smelled something wrong in his pants.  

I looked to see that he had indeed soiled his shorts.

I asked, "what happened here?"

He responded solemnly, "Gillian Blythe did it."

Update: The incident this afternoon, after I wrote this...  

Gillian told me she was going to her room to play.

Apparently the game was cooking eggs.

There was raw egg all over the windowsill & floor below.

Yum.