Rae: I wasn't colouring, I was painting.
Me: Okay, then. Are you finished painting?
Me: Did you put the painting stuff away?
Me: In the art bin? Where it's supposed to go?
Rae: (Pause) (Shuffling sounds and footsteps) Yes.
Me: Did you wash your hands?
Rae: (Pause) Yes. (sounds of footsteps and water running in bathroom)
Me: Hey, make sure that you wash all the paint off your hands before you dry them. I don't want you wiping wet painty hands on the towels. And use soap, OK?
Rae (exasperatedly): Mum. I know how to wash my hands, OK? I'm not two you know.
Me: OK, OK. Sorry. Did you turn the bathroom light off? (I know, I'm such a nag.)
Rae (self-righteously): It was already on. Leah was in there first and she turned the light on.
Me: Yeah, but you were the last one in there, please go turn it off.
Rae: (snottily): It's not fair. I have to do everything around here. (Sound of stomping footsteps.)
Later, in the bathroom, I found this:
I would have taken a picture of the towel too, but as luck would have it, my towels are dark green. Apparently, remedial handwashing lessons are in order. Especially for those over the age of two.