AJ recently started this thing where he hides things from me. It has gotten so bad that when he darts from a room, sometimes a chase him just to make sure he didn’t take something that belongs to me. In the past, he has hidden things in his closet, but now that I’m onto him, he is moving his hiding places. Makes me crazy!
This afternoon, I took a stick of butter from the fridge to soften before making cupcakes. I later found the stick of butter on the floor under the kitchen cabinet.
I’m in the computer room working on my blog book and AJ is supposed to be in bed. Just now, I heard him crawl into the room and then disappear back to his room. When I looked down, I saw a book that I had been reading that recently turned up missing. I guess he decided to redeem himself a little by returning some things. Too bad the bookmark is still missing.
How’s this for irony? The title of the book is “That’s My Son: How Moms Can Influence Boys to Become Men of Character”.
Are you wondering about the purple barrettes? I thought you were. A little later, he slithered into the room again and then vanished back to his room. When I looked down, he had returned Ella’s purple barrettes.
Gotta run. I need to look at the contents page in my book and see if there is a chapter on kleptomania.