By the time I was finished playing and went back into the house, I was caked with thick brown mud.
I also had left a tell-tale trail of thick mud, from the kitchen to the living room.
“You are a naughty boy!”
Came an angry female voice from behind me.
“Look at what you’ve done to yourself,”
“never mind my clean floor and carpet!”
Grabbing me by my right hand, she led me into the bathroom.
“I’ll have to wash everything you have on while you take a shower”
“Leave your clothing outside the door, take your shower. put on your pajamas, then come to the living room”
I did as told, placing my muddy clothes on the floor outside the door.
I then showered, after which I put on my pajamas, and made my way to the living room