"I did not feel like taking a nap. So, I quietly snuck out of bed... so noone could hear me. I slithered past my big sister. Whew. She is too busy drawing to notice that I am not sleeping. And, mom, where is she? She must be out watering the garden. Aha. It is my lucky day. I continued slithering into my mom and dad's bedroom. I pulled on the third drawer, the fun drawer that contains all of mom's lipsticks and makeup. Yes, it has a child-proof lock on the drawer but I can stick my tiny hand in that drawer even with that child-proof lock. It's amazing that grown-ups still purchase those locks, because, I have to tell you -- they don't work for little people my size. We can get around them! I grabbed the coveted "Mystic" lipstick - a beautiful shade of dark pink with a hint of red. Last week, I got in trouble for smearing mom's most expensive lipstick all over the bathroom cabinets. So, I headed out into the foyer. Sister is in her room and mom is still outside. Nobody will think to find me here. But I have to be fast. I smeared the lipstick all over the front doors. I was good though, I didn't get any on the floor. I accidentally got some lipstick on the window shades because I needed to wipe my hands on something. And the white double cellular shades worked perfectly for wiping my hands clean. Next, I traveled into the playroom and started decorating my diaper box. I was having fun banging the lipstick all over the box. I have seen my sister coloring on boxes before, so I am pretty sure this is an acceptable form of self-expression art. Oh, No, I got caught. Mom's face is not smiling. In fact, I am pretty sure her face probably won't smile for awhile. Should I remind her about that un-botoxed deep wrinkle that has begun in the top left corner of her forehead?? Well, I got off quite easy. She looked at me real mean... and then she went and got some cleaning stuff and towels. I had to help clean-up. But, I have heard that cleaning-up makes me "strong". I don't think I will be getting into the lipsticks for some time... maybe next month after mom forgets about this incident."
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