"Sheep Go To Heaven, Goats Go To..."

Forget Spring.
My house smells like Summer.
-at least it smelled like Summer as I walked down the hall this morning. Each time I went past the girls' bedroom, where they were playing with their dollhouse, I would catch a whiff.

Sniff Sniff...What IS that? It smells like....like SUMMERTIME.

SUNSCREEN.

So being Toucan Sam that I am, I followed my nose to find Quincy painting the window with a sunscreen stick.

Caught RED HANDED (er, white handed in this case).

Meg: Quincy! What are you doing? Where did you find that?!
Q: (points to her sister with the free hand) Uh. Oh. Reese did it, Mommy.