There’s a crack in the door of the kids’ bedroom. Through it we can see what kind of mayhem the youngest is currenty getting in to … and he get’s into a lot of mayhem.
He’s supposed to be napping but has discovered how to climb out of his crib. Right now, as I’m taking sneaky photos of his shenanigans through the crack in the door, he’s standing on top of his older sister’s bed reading a book.
Then there was movement and I could no longer see him through the crack so I opened the door slightly to get a better view. I am so on top of this.
He’s pulling his “ki-ki” out of the spokes of his crib, still supposed to be sleeping, still unaware of my Private Eye capabilities.
OH NO! He spots me.
He gives me the “Mom, I can see you!” look and is slightly too believable in his disapproval of my watching him disobey nap time.
Wait a minute young man! This is too convincing! I’m the one who should be crossing my arms at you. But he’s SOOOOO cute.
And he starts to smile – which makes me weak in the knees because of his dimples. Wait. Wait ONE MINUTE. There was a nap that was going on in here. Well, sort of. How did we get here?
He’s on to me, he grabs his duck … he dashes!
IN YOUR FACE, MOM!
Touché, my son.