My daughter, Bridgette, recently painted her back door. Looks great, doesn't it?
She thought it was due for a paint-job but hadn't really planned to paint it this past week. She really thought she would let the family get into the swing of back to school first. However, Somebody nudged her to go ahead and get it done last week before they hosted Luci's first birthday party.
She said she had been painting earlier in the week and asked Lydia to bring her the paint brush she had been using outside where she was hanging things to dry. Like a good girl, Lydia did. Bridgette finished her work and went into the house. A few days later, after going somewhere and returning home, Bridgette noticed this:
Maybe you need a closer look. I did.
So, remembering who she sent to retrieve her paint brush, Bridgette asked Lydia, "What happened to the back door? I noticed a navy blue blip on it."
To which Lydia's huge, brown, guilty, brown eyes responded, "Well...we had this robber come and do that."
So, Bridgette asked when this robber came. She said, "Must've been while we were sleeping."
So, Bridgette asked, "So, they just painted that blip and didn't try to get into the house or take anything outside?"
"Nope. Just painted that spot."
So, then, Bridgette asked, "Is this robber coming to paint the rest of the door?"
Bridgette asked me, "Mom, where doe she come up with that stuff?"
I responded, "She is just like her mother used to be."
Bridgette let me know that Lydia didn't get a spanking and didn't even get a fussing-at. She said, "Lydia knows I know she did it but I love the story she concocted trying to avoid trouble!"
Sometimes creativity is rewarded - even when it is a bit of a cover-up!