Sunday morning. A time to sleep in late and enjoy a slow start to a beautiful day. One of the cool things about Eliot getting a little older is that he wakes up and pretty much entertains himself until we get up. Sleeping in is one of life’s real luxuries if you can manage it. It’s been a while since we had to jump out of bed as soon as we here him get up, because he will sit and draw, or watch cartoons instead of unraveling the toilet paper or taking a walk down the street in his birthday suit.

This morning, when Amy and I came in to the living room, we noticed his dining room chair in the kitchen, over in the corner where we keep the candy. Amy asked what up, and he just said “nothing, I just wanted my chair in there.” Yeah, sure.

Tonight at bed time we discovered a big sack of candy tucked away under his bed, with a flash light right next to it. The sack of candy was booty from Trevor and Lincoln’s birthday party. He just laughed when we pulled it out and told him he was busted.