After she told me that she didn't want a spanking and she was ready to go to church, I convinced her that she needed to show me what was broken. I couldn't find anything and she finally told me that it was her Hungry, Hungry Hippo game. It didn't seem broken, but it was wet. She confessed that she had been cleaning it with her Capri Sun drink.
I am finding that I am having to watch her a little closer these days. Her sense of curiosity and independent nature are colliding. Fortunately, she has a conscience and usually comes to tell me what she has done before I find out on my own.
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