|What? Why can't I sit on the table?|
|Oh this? I colored it. Do you like it?|
|Look! I colored my belly, too!|
So, not too naughty, right? Wait. It gets better!
|Don't mind me. I'm not doing anything.|
|I'm just taking inventory. Don't worry.|
|Fruit snacks? What fruit snacks? I have no idea what you're talking about.|
Coloring household items and body parts? No big deal. Sneaking food right before dinner? Amateur. But, he's not done.
|We're just hanging out. Nothing going on here.|
|Just cleaning up any leftover crumbs. You're welcome.|
|Why are you looking at us like that?|
A few moments later . . .
|Oh, you wanted this roll of toilet paper? Sorry.|
Thirty minutes later . . . all that naughtiness must have worn them out . . .
|Never mind that the dog isn't supposed to be on the couch.|