Someone at the British National Trust has obviously never had a child in the house
/When Sarah Fountain was maybe 3 or 4, she got hold of a crayon and decorated our living room wall. Nancy was not pleased, and expressed her ire in what I suppose could be called a loud voice.
“Mommy”, Sarah demanded, “don’t you know I’m just a little kid, and I don’t know any better?”
Nancy was laughing too hard to continue the lecture.