We were painting the master bedroom recently and Jacob put his hand on the wet wall….
Jacob: “Sorry Mom! Are you mad at me?”
Me: “No, I am not mad at you, it was an accident right?”
Jacob: “No, it was on purpose.”
All I had was silence. Once I found my voice I did distribute a time out for the crime, but deducted one minute for honesty.
MOMMY ON EDGE 
But did you paint over it, or leave the handprint there?
I painted over it. It didn’t occur to me not to. But now that you mention it I kind of think I should have left it there, or at least taken a picture. Sometimes things like that make the best memories.