My two-year old daughter spilled some milk on the couch yesterday.
Actually, she removed the straw from her cup, turning it into a makeshift sippy cup, and then proceeded to empty the contents of the cup onto the couch cushion.
After realizing what she did, she ran into the dining room, took me by the hand, brought me into the family room, pointed at the spill and said, “Oh dear. Oh dear. Oh dear. I spilled my milk.”
Clever ploy. Admit to your mess in an exceedingly cute way to prevent Daddy from becoming upset.
