"Hey Mom. Have you been eating my candy bars from Halloween?" asks the youngest, sitting up to the table.
"Hmm? Why?" I ask in a muffled voice. I'm facing the coffee pot, trying not to let chocolate crunch bars fall out of my mouth..
"Because when I was getting my shoe, I saw a bunch of chocolate wrappers by your bed."
Thinking as quickly as I could, I turn and ask, "Why would your shoes be in MY bedroom?"
"Just answer the question, mom." teases the middle child.
"Aren't you late for the bus?" I lovingly remind him.
"Mom! Are you eating candy in your room? You said we had to leave it downstairs! You said we could only have two pieces each day! Halloween just happened! There are wrappers all over!" says the youngest, trying to stay on topic for the first time in his life..
"Yeah, what are you doing with all of those wrappers, mom?" asks the middle child, now close enough to the door to live another day.
Like a speed of light, the oldest flies in the kitchen, grabs an apple and her keys and shoots down the hall. Closing the door behind her, she yells, "Of course she ate your chocolate. What do you think she's doing with all of those wrappers? Knitting you a sweater?....Bye, Mom!!"
Follow the rules today, friends. If you can't, at LEAST hide the evidence.