This morning I was in the shower and I hear him getting into something. I peek around the shower curtain and he has pulled a basket closer to the edge of the counter and is inspecting it's contents. I tell him no, and he moves on to pulling the folded up towels all over the floor.
A couple minutes later I turn the water off and open the shower curtain. I see Colton holding an empty bottle of my make-up remover and hear him say, "Water". I gasp, he whirls around with the empty bottle in his hand. He sits down and pulls a towel over his head. Our conversation goes like this:
Me: Colton?
Him: Colton?
Me: Did you spill Mommy's make-up stuff?
Him: Colton, where are you?
Me: Were you naughty?
Him: Were you naughty?
Me: Did you make a mess?
Him: Make a mess?
At this point I begin to laugh. He's 2, and I pick my battles.
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