I quickly started racing around the house calling his name. All I hear in return are little giggles. "Well at least he is alive," I thought. Alive and obviously up to no good.
Finally I found him! As I came through the doorway he looked up at me innocently, holding my sparkly cream eyeshadow in his hands. I took a deep breath when I saw that no damage was done. He had only smeared a small amount on the bathroom floor. While putting the eyeshadow away in the drawer, J turned into the light and I saw the true crime.
May 6th { smiles } |
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