He's Sneaky

Don't let this cute, innocent, perfect face fool you.  When it comes down to it, my Ephram is super sneaky.

What's wrong with this picture, you ask?

He's eating a scone.  And clearly happy about it.  But that's not the problem.  He's standing on my chair, and has taken the half-eaten scone off of my plate when I left to go pick up a crying Macie.  I was gone less than a minute.  And so was my scone - gone in less than a minute.  Can't get upset with such a proud kid though.  And I probably didn't need the scone anyway.

But the next significant food steal, a week later, was funny.
We have a weak spot for these Softees donuts, both Ephram and I.
When we get them at the grocery store, we each have one, just one, a day.

On this particular day, I dressed Ephram and then left him playing in his room while I dressed Macie.
He snuck out of his room,
I'm sure on tiptoe as I caught him often during the month,
(It probably doesn't help that I think this is funny and so he thinks this is the best game ever.)
He went past Macie's room,
Down the stairs,
Into the kitchen.

He had to have gotten a chair,
Dragged it to the pantry,
Used it to climb up onto a shelf,
In order to reach the box of donuts,
(Because it sat on the second shelf from the top.)
Then he took the whole box of donuts to the table,
Procured a plate from the dishwasher,
(Thank goodness those were clean,)
And proceeded to eat
Not one,
Not two,
But three donuts from the box.

The last three donuts from the box.
I guess I didn't need a donut either.

But it sure would have tasted good!