What's the best excuse you've ever heard?
One day on the kitchen floor I found one of those little squishy fabric softener refill packets with two holes in it, a skewer next to it and all the softener squeezed out onto the floor. Covering it all was a small towel.
So since I didn't do it and Lizzie was the only other one at home, I asked her what she knew about it. She was three at the time.
She told me that she thought the skewer must have somehow bounced off the kitchen table (with speed) and stabbed the softener packet that had fallen on the floor. Stabbed it twice.