James, Why are you so evil? - Part Deux

As I was doing the dishes this morning (and, yes, we use the term morning very loosly at our house. I think it was 11am), I was suddenly hit in the back of the head by something very wet. Startling and weird. I turned around to find that most of my kitchen had also been hit by something wet..and bright red. James had invaded the pantry and ripped open an unfrozen otterpop. The funny part was that, as I was prying the still-leeking otterpop from his naughty little hands, he was screaming like I was the evil one! No, I did not stop to take a picture. Maybe next time.