You poor thing , what they get up to eh ! Can I just tell you of when my lad was little I went to go to te bathroom and found a trail of pickled bits of paint/plaster . Then , there leaning on the loo seat was a note which read " I did it , I love you mummy "
lol mama
when I was a wee tiny 4GSlet I was the only kid in our street with ginger hair, so when we got into mischief, everyone remembered the ginger haired one. I decided to blend in and make myself unrecognisable by using a tin of black boot polish that my dad had.
After about 4 hours furious scrubbing with a floor brush my old man marched me to the barbers to have the remaining hairs removed!!!
Bloody hell that hurt