I came home one day after work to long faces. Without saying a word, Claus handed me a drawing. After studying it for a few seconds, it became clear to me that it was our family: Olivia with a long trail of tears, and Daddy with a mad face. Then he interpreted the artwork further. He pointed to his representation and said, "Mad eyes," and pointed to himself.
I get to be smiling because I was working while this altercation happened. Apparently, he took away her candy after she had disobeyed him.
Mad eyes. That's how she described the photo to him, of himself. Hilarious!