Lily walks up to me holding a crayon.
Lily: "I need a paper towel. For the wall. For the crayon."
Me: (slightly alarmed) "Did you color on the wall?"
Lily: "I make a circle. On the wall."
Me: "Lily, you never color on the wall! Only on paper."
Lily: "It's for the paper. It's a circle."
Me: "Where did you draw on the wall? Can you show me?"
She shows me her art right next to the front door, highlighting its circle-ness. I explain again that she is not to use crayon on the walls.
Lily: "Only paper! I make a sun, I make a circle on the paper."
It seems my house is not safe. Good thing the walls are in bad shape anyway and are slated for new paint sometime this year. And I suppose I can be glad she originally came to find me in order to clean up her mess.