It was an accident?

Last week I had an early morning appointment, so I sent SB downstairs to play while I got ready to leave. She was doing a very good job of playing by herself, and I was so proud. When my mom arrived to watch the girls, I ran downstairs to tell SB goodbye.

In my absence, she had drawn me a beautiful picture. A very large, red picture. So large in fact, that the extra large sized tablet had not been able to contain it. So she expanded the picture to cover most of the carpet. A true masterpiece. In Red.

I stood aghast at the bottom of the stairs, staring in disbelief at the long red (marker) streaks across the floor.

Me: SB!! What happened?
SB: I drew you a picture!
Me: I see the picture. Why is it on the carpet?
SB: It was an accident.

An accident. Really? You be the judge.



Needless to say, SB is grounded from markers for a while. And I spent most of my afternoon with a bottle of carpet cleaner.