Who Spilled the Milk?

Every morning I make coffee for Irma. I put the milk in a mug, heat it for 30 seconds and add sugar (That's what she likes). While waiting for the coffee to brew I went in the garage and got the garbage ready to go out. Task complete I came back in to find the mug on its side and the milk all over the counter and floor. James was no where to be found. Hmmm. I went to the living room and saw his head sticking up from behind the sofa. I called him, "James". "I didn't do anything," He said, "Mommy did it." I asked him over and over, he was so convincing. I took him in to see Irma and he still insisted she did it. I ended up putting him in time out and after a while, finally, he admitted he did it and said he was sorry.