Tuesday, November 4, 2008

A Fistful of Brownies

The other morning while I was washing up the morning dishes, Little Sprout crashed around the main floor in full-tilt mode.*

All of a sudden my mommy sense tingled because it had gotten too quiet and I went to investigate. Here's what I found:


Oh, ha ha! He had gotten the brownies down from the counter without me knowing! AND he carried them just far enough out of the kitchen to be out of sight before settling in to enjoy his spoils.

The caveat is that the moments that were captured on film weren't as priceless as the one when I first entered the room.

Imagine this angelic, brownie-smeared face looking up at you as if to say, "What, mommy?"

Little Sprout had three brownies gripped together in two, barely big-enough hands. Rounding out the scene are my two half-beagles poised eagerly over the open brownie box like Snoopy vultures, just waiting for their chance to pounce. **

All of these photos were taken a few moments later, after the initial shock had worn off and I'd made a mad dash for the camera.


All it took for me to get these reenactment photos was to take the box away for a moment and hand it back asking, "What do you have there, little guy?" See how eager he is to show me his stash?

The time it took to grab the camera and start snapping was just long enough for this contented little bandit to put his fistful of chocolaty evidence back into the box and close the lid.

No evidence, no crime. Get it?

SO BEGINS THE TERRIBLE TWOS...

Can you believe he has been asking for brownies for breakfast every morning since? I really have my work cut out for me.



* Full-tilt mode is generally recognized as a talent unique to toddlers. However, I have met one or two grown men who can still pull it off.

** Yes, I do know that chocolate is bad for dogs. My opportunistic beagles (Very Bad Dogs) and I thank you for your concern.

7 comments:

Scott Nolan said...

Ah, the beginning of a great trilogy....

--- queue the Sergio Leone music

A Fistful of Brownies
A Few Brownies More
The Moist, The Dry, and The Tasty

Couldn't resist.

Isdihara said...

How terribly clever of you! I'll be sure to use your suggestions for future brownie busts. *grins*

Fyrlocc said...

Ah, once again the survival tools developed over eons of existence (the incredible cuteness of naughty toddlers) play their role in the preservation of the species!

Gads, he's cute!

Isdihara said...

Thanks, fyrlocc! We think he's cute too, but of course we're a tiny bit biased. ;-)

Annie said...

um.... sweetie.....

I don't know how to break this to you....

but in your zeal to record Sprout's major cutelieness for posterity, you have abrogated your parental authority....

"Oh Noes! Sprout!

Let me get the Camera...

Awwwww...that's so cute!

Naughty Sprout! Don't do that again!"

Serious missed signals...

Never ever ever ever let them think that cuteliness will get them out of trouble...or you will never have another moment's rest.

I'm not kidding.

(Damn he's cute)

Isdihara said...

Wiser words were never spoken, Annie.
I now see the error of my ways.
(It helped that I've been dealing with requests for brownies for breakfast every morning since "El Bandito" first struck chocolate gold.)

Hey, at least I didn't falter when he went through the "play in the toilet" phase! (He's not entirely through that phase, btw.)

A's Mom said...

I know for a fact that those brownies were very good!