I think this is how mother's get the reputation for having eyes in the back of our heads.
This morning Harrison went looking for our GPS so everyone can go geocaching soon. I advised him to begin searching in the laundry room island cabinets as that seems to be the most logical place. Meanwhile, Larry and I sat at the nook table drinking coffee and talking. After a little while I called out to Harrison if he had had any luck finding it?
We got up and went into the laundry room but Harrison wasn't in there. Larry opened the garage door but it was dark, he wasn't in there.
I called his name. He had apparently went upstairs.
Harrison comes downstairs and I ask him if he took something out of the laundry room....
H: "No"
Me: "Really? What's in your pockets?"
H: "Okay, well, I did take a pack of gum"
Me: "What else did you take?"
H: "Nothing..."
Me: "I will give you one minute to go upstairs and bring down what else you took before I ground you"
Which was when he ran upstairs and grabbed another two packs of gum.
Larry looked at me and said, "how in the hell did you know he took something?" Because he seemed to leave quickly and obviously sneaky since neither of us saw him walk out of the laundry room nor heard him go upstairs.
And because I have eyes all over my head and in every room of the house.
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