Laura rushes into the dining room to see what the emergency is.
Thalia is drawing on the table with a black Sharpie. Again.
If you don't know where Thalia is, just assume that she is illicitly devaluing our personal property somewhere. She has become obsessed with drawing on our walls, furniture, clothes, toys, herself...and, of course, on me.
Laura asked me the other day if I had sat on a blue marker.
"Why? Is my butt blue?"
Sure enough, my pants, underpants, and backside were soaked in dark blue ink. I rushed over to my La-Z-Boy chair to confirm that the seat cushion was heavily stained blue: I had been sitting on an exposed blue marker jutting out from between the seat cushions, and I had been inadvertently rubbing it about throughout the day...
I can't prove that she did it, but she, you, and I all know that she definitely did it!
