When they came home from out of town a couple of weekends ago, they came home to this.
Not me, I said.
Really, it's not me, I tried to convince mommy.
Daddy, help!! Save me! It totally wasn't me!!! I implored.
Unfortunately, that didn't seem to take either. However, they didn't get mad at me or anything. They just seemed resigned to their fate of forever picking up dirty socks after me.....and that's all right with me.
Happy Tuesday...hope you can get out of trouble too!