Um, Do I Want to Know?

My daughter comes downstairs to greet me looking like this:



I ask her, "Um, baby? What did you get into?!?"

"Uh," she begins, "my sweeping bag?"

Ha! Nice try, but guess again, sugar plum. That isn't sleeping bag on your face, that's chocolate. I hope... {gulp}

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