Pretty hands

Mommy was making Malachi some milk and I was being quiet so, of course, she came to check on me. By then, I had painted my toes, my fingers, all the surrounding parts of my body that come close to touching my toes or my fingers, 2 walls, the arm of the couch, and a little of the carpet. When I saw mommy, I made my best sad face and almost cried. Mommy told me that we needed to go to the bathroom and clean it off. When she got out the stinky stuff to take it off, I said "Mommy, do I need to sit in my naughty chair, huh?" and mommy said "umm, yeah, I think you do." and I said "okay, mommy, but I won't cry".