So let me throw out a hypothetical situation here, and see how you’d deal with it. You wake up one Sunday morning, and walk out to find your child, a beautiful, darling, precocious 3 year old has awakened before you. Looking for something to amuse herself, she happens upon the bag of fingerpaints that your lovely wife has left out to take to Sunday School that morning. Put 2+2 together and she decides to paint us a lovely picture. On the living room carpet.
My wife started cleaning up until she had to go to church, and I was left with the remnants. Mmm Parenting.

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