red-handed...

Gabe got up first this morning and asked for oatmeal. I made the mistake of leaving the tupperware full of brown sugar on the counter when I went back into my bedroom to check my email before the other boys woke up. When I came back into the kitchen, Gabe had the container in front of him and a spoon in his hand. He looked at me like a deer in headlights! He was waiting for my reaction. Then he said "I'm doing nuffing in my mouth". I about rolled on the floor! And I must admit, he gets it honest. I love to sneak a taste of brown sugar. Yum!