Scene: Gracie and Maddie are taking a bath together while I finish getting Bridget to bed. When I come upstairs, there is a larger than allowable amount of water on the floor outside the tub.
Me: Girls, why is there so much water outside the tub?
Maddie: I didn't doooooooo iiiiiiiiiiiit, it was GRAAAAAAAACie. (is that how you type a whiny pass-the-buck statement?)
Gracie, in her smuggest, most righteous voice: Maddie is responsible for it, because she is seven. She knows better, but I'm only four and a half.
That Gracie. What a monkey...