When we rolled up to the house this week I had a little squee moment!
There was a hard hat sitting in the gravel out in front of the house, and I mean, what else was I going to do but pick it up and bring it home for Baby K to play with.
I sent this pic to Thing 1 and this was our exchange.
I actually cackled.
But here’s the thing, the garage door remains unlocked. So, while I may or may not have committed petty theft, we did not break and enter, we merely trespassed.
YBW said, “Not only did you admit your crime to your daughter, but now you’re blogging about it. Don’t you know you’re supposed to leave no evidence and just walk away?”