Her expectations trashed as her hands were covered in what was the beginning of evidences. She rushes to wash off the mess. The tub began to fill with stained water as she hurried to clean. Her clothes stained and the subject of her crime covered in filth. She had time left on the clock, she could patiently get rid of all of it. She composed herself. The excess mess showered, she then moved to the sink where she patiently washed away the weapon, singing to calm her nerves. Once the stains were removed, she confronted the tub. The filth had drained away. All that remained was to soothe the crying child. So we find on the scene a filthy diaper tossed in a corner, a teething child with diarrhea and his mother the true victim.