Madison, apparently, cannot tell a lie. (And yes, I do know that's a Washington, as opposed to Lincoln, reference, but who can resist an easy pun? Not me.)
As Patrick was giving Madison her bath (still in progress btw, with much splashing and squealing) I noticed a few wet splotches on our comforter, where they had just been playing. I called into the bathroom,
K: Did Madison spit up on the comforter?
I love that girl.