Where's Calgon When I Need It

It's game night. I hate game night. I'd rather hammer bamboo shoots under my fingernails while sitting in burning mud with mosquitos drinking their fill from my eyelids. Really.

...and not to disappoint:

i see water droplets falling from behind her curtain of hair....but no - that can't be - but wait! there it is again.

Me: Lulu- are you spitting on the puzzle?

Lulu: Yes.

Me: Why?

Lulu: I want to make it my territory.

Guess who's sitting alone, in time out, in her territory right now.