He was supposed to be napping but instead spread hand cream (non water soluble) all over our bedroom. He'll be napping in his own room from here on out.
The corner of our bed. Completely caked in cream.	Various objects that received the application.
Tina's desk chair. Monet-esque almost.	Tina's computer. I had to remove all the keys from the keyboard.
A section of the floor. He learned his art lessons well.	Irony?
The perpetrator trying to explain himself.