Oh Doodle!

The story you are about to read is 100% true. No embellishments or exaggerations. With God as my witness... the entire event unfolded in less than 10 minutes.

I guess it was sometime around 12:30 or 1:00. Doodle's friend, Emily, had been over all morning keeping her occupied so I could get a few things done. After she left, I agreed to let Evangeline 'wash dishes' in the kitchen sink while I finished running the vacuum. I cleared the sink and countertops from anything hazardous or breakable, put a few plastic dishes in the sink and let her loose. I was pretty confident that there was nothing she could make a mess of. Boy was I wrong. As soon as I turned off the vacuum cleaner, I went to the kitchen to check on her. She wasn't at the kitchen sink, but rather out on the back deck... naked. Apparently the dishes weren't amusing enough so she decided to strip down and wash all of her clothes in the sink.

She, then, proceeds to drip her clothes through the kitchen and out onto the back deck where she hangs them from random surfaces to dry. Before I'm able to capture her naked cuteness on film... she races back into the house to find new clothes to put on. I chase her down and try to put a diaper on her, but she wriggles free, turns back to me and says... "No diapy, my naked!"

I look at her and explain that she needs a diaper so she won't pee pee on the floor. She looks me straight in the eye and starts to strain a little. "Evangeline! No pee pee!" I shout, as I chuckle to myself. It's not like she can randomly pee out of complete defiance.

Well, apparently I was wrong. My adorable, rebellious little angel managed to squeeze just enough out to trickle down her leg and put me in my place.

Of course I dealt with her immediately while simultaneously trying to figure out how to put this whole incident into words.
After 'time out' was over, Evangeline immediately started taunting Millie Precious Darlin with some sort of toy. Millie had had enough so she started chasing Doodle around trying to jump up and nip at her curls.

Evangeline was amused, but still told Millie, "Dumb dog... cut it out!"
Millie did not cut it out so Evangeline runs to me yelling "Save my life! Save my life!"
Of course, I scoop Doodle up and save her, but my back starts to spasm. As Evangeline is 'actin a fool' I simply sit her on the edge of the kitchen table long enough to adjust my back.

Well, it turns out that a split second was more than enough time for Doodle to find the one porcelain piece from her tea set that I had put up out of her reach. She grabs it before I even saw what she was doing and slammed it down on our tile floor. As usual, we were both barefoot, which only left me with one option. As I locked her out on the deck long enough to vacuum up the glass, I pointed to her clothes and said, "Now you go pick up that mess."

My dear, adorable child looked up at me and said...

                                                           "YES... MS. HANNIGAN."

As I glanced up at the clock, I was amazed to see that not quite 10 minutes had passed since I set her up to peacefully wash some dishes.
On the other hand... she was so exhausted from all of her shenanigans... that she took a 3 1/2 hr. nap! That's the only reason I can even laugh about it.
I figured I should also post a few of her 'personality shots' along with my story... just in case you're tempted not to believe me.