what's in a name? well, trouble, when it comes to paige... not in a really bad way, but in a "destructive" way. some things never change, you know... paige was "that" kid...the one that followed directions the first time. almost never had to be reminded of rules anywhere. she was polite and darling, looking very much like a precious moments little girl with her big brown eyes and her toe head blonde hair. one thing...the one thing that paige did {okay, there were two...but more on that at a later time} was write her name on everything! my handmade natural, unfinished leather couch...scratched her name right in the side of it. then, said she didn't do it. hello...your name was the clue. the bathroom wall...lysol-ed a big arrowed heart with "her bio dad's name + mom"...then said she never touched the lysol. the smell didn't evacuate for 3 months...and we had to repaint the wall in the end to cover it up. so you know that when ryan was inst...