So the story goes like this......
I was sitting in my high chair enjoying a delicious meal of yogurt and fruit. Daddy was feeding me and Mommy was on the way home. When Mommy got home, she saw something on my face and thought it was food. Heck, I did too! After a while Mommy and Daddy started sniffing and saying "What's that smell?" They started getting all inquisitive and asking "Heidi.....what did you do." They took a closer look and started interrogating me. I was like "Hey, that's just the chocolate from my chocolate factory! Today I am making peanut butter fudge!" Turns out, I wasn't making peanut butter fudge. Turns out, I was making a mess. Who knew?
So as the story continues, Mommy escorts me away to the bath tub and gives me a bath and dresses me in my cute "Bee Happy" PJ's. She sits me down in the den to play, but I figure, hey, why not clean up my mess from earlier? So I begin to get the Kleenex's out the box and decide, hey, why not get ALL the Kleenex's out the box. I mean, I made a pretty good mess, so it only seems rational that I am going to need LOTS of Kleenex's to clean it up. Turns out Mommy and Daddy don't think so. To make a long story short, I talked my way out of a spanking and ended up getting to stay up late while Mommy and Daddy cleaned up my messes. I love Mommy and Daddy!
