What Not to Say

While I was hanging clothes outside this afternoon, Abbie wandered up to update me on her activities inside the house.

"There was soap everywhere," she said.

I finished hanging clothes and followed her into the bathroom. Sure enough, there was soap everywhere. Abbie had dumped about a quarter of a 128-ounce liquid hand soap refill bottle onto the bathroom floor.

I wasn't happy about her behavior, but I had to give her communication skills credit.