Midnight snack

The shenanigans continue!

We put Jonah to bed at 8:15 this evening. Michael and I cleaned up the living room, got ready for bed, then Michael watched the end of a TV program while I read a bit. Michael was already asleep when I heard a clatter coming from the front part of the house. I assumed Dixie (our Jack Russell terrier) was getting in the kitchen trash. As I walked down the hallway to check things out, I notice the kitchen light is on. Dixie's talented, but not quite THAT talented. Suddenly, the light in the middle bedroom (our nursery-in-progress) comes on and a toddler-sized shadow appears in the hallway. The clatter resumes. I peek my head in the nursery and see Jonah and Dixie, sitting in the floor, sharing a sleeve of saltine crackers, both looking at me, wide-eyed, and frozen in their tracks. They both know they are SO busted.

How appropriate is this shirt we just bought Jonah day before yesterday?!