Caught "Red" Handed

As usual, my Mom was a bit too distracted during the preparation of my hot dog, grapes, carrots & string cheese lunch.  It wasn't until she was looking for a particular condiment that she noticed my absence.  In her search, she came across this scene straight out of a horror film & no doubt had a momentary panic attack...

Upon further investigation (and the overwhelming smell of tomatoes), she deducted it was merely ketchup.
Fearing that this act may be frowned upon in this establishment, I found refuge in my favorite hiding place, the washing machine.  Little did I know, she also knows that this is my favorite hiding place (not to mention, I left a trail of tiny red footprints to my hideout), and I was caught "red" handed.