Thursday, September 22, 2011

It Wasn't Me


Out of my two children, we luckily only have one who raids the cupboards without permission.

Sometimes Sam will come ask us if she can have a snack.

When we say no, she sneaks (or thinks she sneaks) off to the kitchen to find something to eat.

She is like a little mouse.

You rarely hear or see them, but find the evidence of their mischief later.

Today, it was the physical proof on her face!
Both the puppy dog eyes and the smeared chocolate coating her lips.

Who could ever be mad at a face as cute as hers?!

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