Crime and Punishment

Jan 12, 2015 10:13

The baby was so sleepy this afternoon, but he couldn't sleep. His nap schedule was thrown off by the noisy work of our piano technician. He really needed a nap but was fighting it, so I was really relieved when he finally stopped making noises. At long last, a resting child!

As I was resting myself, I heard a small fuss. The baby is probably ok, no need to rush up there, I told myself and returned to my screen surfing. AM puttered past. "Don't go up there, please!" "Ok." More feeble crying from the baby. "He's ok," I say to myself.

Clump, clump. Someone is going upstairs!

By the time I get up to the foot of the stairs, I'm really upset. I see AM with her hand on the bedroom door.

"Did you go into the baby's room?"
"....Nooo..."
"Yes you did! I saw you coming out! You are lying. Nose in the corner."

After a sufficient time in the corner I sit her down to talk. I give her the standard "Don't lie to me" talk and she confesses.

"Why did you go in there after I asked you not to!"
"Andoo was cryin'! I wanted to give him a toy."

I felt two inches tall at that point.
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