Ben, where are you?

Last weekend I saw Ben go into the kitchen, heard the fridge open and shut, then heard him leave the kitchen. A minute or so later I finished what I was doing and called out to Ben, as I do every couple of minutes when I can't see him.

Ben, whatcha doing?

Silence...

Ben, whatch doing?

Silence...

Ben, where are you?

Silence...

I started looking for him at this point. It took me a minute of calling out and looking before I found him behind the rocking chair in the living room. I already know he must have been getting into mischief but finding him there told me I was absolutely right.

This is how I found him...


In just a diaper and some adorable monkey boots eating a block of cream cheese one finger scoop at a time!

Yep, he is already getting to be sneaky! Look out!