Yesterday I was doing things around the house and noticed that it had gotten much quieter than usual. This is never usually a good thing. I called for Colby and he didn't answer, which is an even worse thing because it means he's doing something he shouldn't. I walked to the kitchen and caught him red handed with his hand in ... the sugar bowl.
He had the biggest guilty smile on his face. He was dipping and licking away. "I like sugar, Mommy!" he said proudly. I wanted to laugh, but had to be stern so this won't become a habit. Crazy kid!
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