My kids are onto me. They've got me pegged. Totally.
I walk into the bathroom, where I find my daughter and several rolls of ripped up, unrolled toilet paper strewn EVERYWHERE.
And she looks up at me, grinning a sweetly evil grin and says: "Look Mama! I made toilet paper ART!"
If ya call it art, you can get away with anything....
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