Lucy hid the throw rug from the kitchen under the table in
the dining room… yet again. When I was on my hands and knees retrieving the rug
she slyly came into the room, acting innocent.
In a very serious voice, I said to her, “Why are you doing
this? Why are you always taking this rug and hiding it? You’re not supposed to
do this!”
At that point she ran upstairs; laid down on the bed; and
gave me the “I’m-extremely-cute” look you see in this picture.
I have to learn to be a better disciplinarian.
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