One fine night, Daddy was in the kitchen making my milk while Mummy was in the bathroom washing her face.
After a while, they came into the bedroom and found this.
And the culprit was clearly still enjoying his handiwork, oblivious to the 2 pairs of eyes looking at him.
I overheard Daddy saying I'm just like Baileys ah...only that Baileys tears up newspapers. Hee hee... So at least Baileys is not so wasteful, unlike me. :P