Thursday, June 07, 2007

A Lesson in How Not to Plead the Fifth

Me: (suddenly realizing that it is way too quiet in this house) Ethan?
Ethan: (silent)
Me: Ethan!
Ethan: (still nothing)
Me: ETHAN!

I get up out of my chair to see what is going on, and collide with Ethan in the living room.

Me: Where were you? What are you doing?
Ethan: I was in the kitchen not eating cake.

Sure enough, he'd pulled his stool up to the bar and incriminatory pound cake crumbs were scattered as far as the eye could see.

"Not eating cake."

Little stinker.

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