Ok, a couple of disclaimers. Yes, the being in the kitchen by herself and quiet part is screaming a warning signal. BUT, and this is the second disclaimer, I did know what she was up to and made the decision that the 10 minutes it would take me to clean it up was worth the hour of peace I had while she was doing it. I even left the bowl of flour out on the counter on purpose. Sometimes a girl's just gotta make a mess.
This is the face that came to tell me she'd made a mess. Take a look at that shirt, which by the way isn't actually supposed to be white:
Here's what greeted me when I peeked around to the kitchen floor...
I'd also like to point out that when I left the kitchen, there was no flower on the blue cutting board. I had used it to cut up an onion, that was all. Kaycie was kind enough to demonstrate for the camera exactly how she made her mess: