The Doughnut of Terror

When Bee was having her breakfast,
I told her to change her pajamas.

Her breakfast was a chocolate doughnut and milk that morning
and she put so much chocolate all over her face.

"Yes, Mom," she said and began to change meekly.

It was a little hard to take her face out from her shirt.

"Nooooooooooo!" I screamed.

As she took her face out, her face was so clean and shining.

"Where's your chocolate?"

My original Japanese entry.

Thanks to hezza224 for correcting my English.