Caught Red Handed
I had baked off a dozen cookies (had frozen dough in the freezer) for mama "G" who endured knees surgery this past week. I was taking dinner and treats over to their house last night. I walked into the kitchen to package up the cookies and who did I see sitting on the floor, in the middle of the kitchen, with a glass of milk in one hand and a cookie in the other. Yep, you guessed it.
As he was carrying out his naught-i-ness, he just kept on dunking and eating, dunking and eating. I didn't get angry. I merely marveled at the sight of him just sitting there, totally indifferent and unconcerned that what he may be doing is wrong. The only thing I could think of saying to him, at that very moment, was "don't go anywhere, let me grab my camera".
Just another day in the life....