Her daddy's nickname for her is Trouble and for good reason.
Because the honey I found spilled all over the floor Sunday morning...
...and the "you know what" smeared all down the hallway to the bathroom on Wednesday night obviously wasn't enough trouble for this week.
I found her like this today when I heard her crying in her room while I was trying to get lunch on the table.
And what you can't see is the yellow puddle in the top draw that drenched all of her clean undies and pjs.
Don't ask, because honestly, I do not know how????
or more importantly, why?