Little White Lies

Case of the Open Bag of Fritos
Last night I started gathering all of the ingredients to make chili. I pulled out the Fritos and noticed that the bag had been opened. I called out from the kitchen to find out who had gotten into the Fritos. Jonathan was the first to answer. Very confidently he announces “It wasn’t me.” Then he adds in his 8 year old voice, I think it was Princess. She got up on the counter (which I’ve never seen her do) and knocked the bag off onto the floor. Then Mollie came in the kitchen and found the Fritos on the floor. She grabbed the Fritos and ripped the bag open. Hmmm… could our cat and puppy really be working together to steal our Fritos? I guess after they got their fill of Fritos they placed them back on the counter.

Done
This morning Jonathan was standing at my bathroom sink brushing his teeth. I was around the corner in the closet hanging clothes. Shortly after he started brushing his teeth, I hear him spitting into the sink. I asked him if he was done. He replied “Done.” He is supposed to watch the clock while he brushes. I asked him how long he had brushed. He knew that he had been caught. He grabbed his tooth brush and told me that he wasn’t done. He said “what I meant by done was are you done hanging those clothes yet. I did not mean that I was done brushing my teeth.”

Hmmm… could he have inherited the “little white lie” gene from his Uncle Jeffrey.