This morning as he was leaving, Si passed the piano {as he always does}. He paused and pointed at the bench. “I had something right there,” he said, and he looked like he was trying to remember what it was. Si often uses the piano bench as his own personal launching place. At night, he’ll pile up the things he wants to grab as he walks out the door. He’s in school, so sometimes the pile is quite high.
E. spoke up: “I moved it! I saw Q. standing on it–” he broke off thoughtfully for a moment. “You know, Q. was up really early this morning, around six or something. I found her standing on the piano trying to get something off the top of the piano.”
I gasped.
I knew exactly what was going on. All day yesterday she had begged for a piece of the Easter candy I had put up there {out of reach}. I had said no {because I had fed her leftover brownies already–goodness!}.
I sized her up. “But you still couldn’t reach it, hm? C’mon. I know what you were up to, Little Girl.”
She sat in wide-eyed silent guilt.
It was then I realized I was wrong!
“Q.! How many did you eat??”
“Only one,” she said slowly.
“Then why were you up there so long?”
“I was trying to find a green one.”
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Seriously.
Let’s just hope they don’t get any ideas when they are together this summer!
Are our kids related? Ha! That goes to show that when you really want something, you can get up as early as you need to to get it.