When Lay-dee got home today she took one look at my room and started shaking her head from side to side.
She said to me, "Pinky Ruth! I see that your food puzzle is upside down on the other side of the room. I see that there's a trail of food all over the floor."
She said to me, "Why are 4 of your toys on the bed when they were on the floor this morning?"
Lay-dee wondered out loud, "I see that you also have some toys hidden in your closet fort........hmmmmm."
Lay-dee noticed the rocking chair blanket. She announced quietly to herself, "She definitely moved that blanket."
Lay-dee then took a long look at crinkle butterfly-all alone in the center of the room. She touched crinkle butterfly. She turned to me and asked, "Pinky Ruth....why is crinkle butterfly wet?"
I could have said, "Well, Lay-dee, it's very hard to move my food puzzle on your carpeted floors. I did what I needed to do to make it work. I moved some of my toys to the bed because the softy Bob the Builder blanket on the bed is fun to play on. Some of my toys are in the closet because I was playing too hard and they became trapped behind those doors. As for the rocking chair blanket-it was in my way. And as for crinkle butterfly being all wet? I'd rather not discuss that."
But instead of saying all of that, I stared at Lay-dee and said nothing. Because, really, what happens when Lay-dee is gone is none of her business.
Signed, Pinky Ruth #partyoncrinklebutterfly #unsupervisedforaday
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