The Tooth of the Matter

Last night my husband asked Little Sparkler (I think that name suits her...what do you think?) if she had brushed her teeth already or not.  She (too) quickly replied, "Why, YES."  I remembered that we were out of the bathroom cups that I normally keep in there and asked her what she had done when it had come time to rinse.  She again (too) quickly replied, "There were cups."  Then, she scurried on over to the bathroom and closed the door.  While she was in there, my husband and I heard her rummaging through the cabinet under the sink.  You know what she was doing? She was putting cups in the empty dispenser!  Then, to make her lie (let's call it what it is, shall we?) seem even more realistic, she smeared a bit of toothpaste on the bathroom sink.

While I find her tactics somewhat amusing, I had to think:  How often do I behave in a similar way?  Now, granted, I'm not going to run into the bathroom lying about brushing my teeth.  However, how often is my sin (again, let's call it what it is) so obvious to God...yet I think I'm using brilliant tactics to keep my sin hidden from Him.  Really?  I'm no less obvious than a five year old rummaging around an under the sink cabinet in a furtive attempt to find more cups. I think there's a lesson in here for me...