Her Cookie Argument Crumbled

| Related | February 24, 2015

(I leave my four-year-old daughter alone in the kitchen with our dog for a few minutes while I clean the bathroom. When I come back, she and the dog are covered in cookie crumbs and she has chocolate smeared across her face.)

Me: “[Daughter], were you eating cookies?”

Daughter: “Nope. Not me.”

Me: “Are you sure?”

Daughter: “I didn’t have any cookies. Really.”

Me: “Okay, let me see your belly button.”

(I get down on the floor and put my eye right up to her belly button.)

Me: “I can look through your belly button and see what you’ve eaten. Yep, there is your lunch and there are the cookies!”

Daughter: “Okay, I ate some cookies but you should check [Dog]’s belly button; he had more than me!”

(She never tried to sneak cookies again!)