I wrote a post a long time ago about approaching the age of reason and the age of innocence. In that post David was the "wise as a serpent" and Anthony was "innocent as a dove". My how the tables have turned.
This morning while John and I were still trying to wake up the kids were padding around on the first floor being suspiciously good. Anthony walked in and with a transparently leading comment said, "Rosie found the cookie dough. She saw the bowl, tipped it over, looked into it and saw the dough. Then she just felt like she had to have some. So she did."
Daddy: and then you had some.
Anthony: Noooo, ROSIE had some.
Rosie then walks in with chocolate around her mouth and very openly recounts the story of how she has been eating dough in the "hiding place. It was dough. With chocolate."
"Did Anthony have any?"
Well, well, well. First Confession is only a couple years away now.