Tonight I took the kids out to pick up a few things for Tami for tomorrow. In an effort to make it extra-fun for the kids, we got some ice cream on the way. And as if that was not enough, they got a bite of chocolate at See’s as well.

So when we got home, Timothy told Mommy about his treats. “We got ice cream, and we got …” I was behind Tami waving my arms and shaking my head “no!” as he plowed into the second half of his statement: “… some chocolate!”

Then he saw me, and his eyes suddenly got big. He paused, thinking, and looked back at Tami and said “No, just I got some chocolate. Just don’t look in the closet, because we didn’t get you any chocolate.”

I suppose I should be thankful that he is so terrible at “bending the truth” a bit.