If you need to use a bathroom, don’t come to my house

Now, I can’t be sure, because I don’t have any evidence and the only eye-witness is a 3 year old who doesn’t understand the difference between truth and fantasy, but I’m pretty sure Luke isn’t entirely responsible for this mess.  He was in that bathroom for a long, long time—supposedly going to the bathroom.  Unless he is Rainbow Brite and poops paint, he obviously wasn’t going to the bathroom.
These handprints fit him perfectly, so no presumption of innocence in this one, but the fact that Brooke alerted us to the mess, and just so happened to tell us while giggling and had paint all over her clothes and hands leads me to believe she got involved.  She protested enough that Shawn let this one slide, but I would have thrown the magic eraser at her if I hadn’t retreated to the couch as quickly as possible and let Shawn deal with the entire mess.

While Shawn and I were moaning and groaning about it, Cole and Seth tried to look at it from a more positive view: “Hey—at least the colors look really pretty in the bathtub.  I mean, they could have all gone that ugly purple color when you mix paint, but it’s kind of a masterpiece they way the colors bled out.”
Obviously I don’t have an artists eye for these things, because all I see is mess.