"Adele, don't touch the wax." "Adele, I said don't touch the wax, come over here and wash the rims with your sister." "You know if I have to tell you not to touch the wax one more time..." "Do you want to have a timeout, what did I say?" "Don't touch the wax, Adele."
And then my other one, who was deceptively, and uncharacteristically well behaved this afternoon was apparently paying very close attention during the whole "don't touch the wax" exchange. Thinking, at the very least that she could frame her sister sneaks in like a wax ninja while I'm filling the bucket up with water. She struck before I even turned the hose on. And then it turned into an immediate screaming match, I thought one of them had ingested motor oil... Adele's a tattle tale though she'll tell on anyone for anything so ... "Tara touched the wax."
The cuteness is a defense mechanism. I'm convinced. So you don't sell them.