We can see the bottom of the stairs from the couch, and about 9:30 last night, long after he was supposed to be in bed, Benny came down. He went straight for the cherries sitting on the counter and Ryan and I caught him and sent him back to bed. He came down a few minutes later trying to be sneakier this time. He wrapped himself in his Buzz Lightyear blanket and started army crawling from the bottom of the stairs. Ryan and I were quietly watching him, trying not to laugh. Over about a 10 minute time period he traveled about four yards. He'd slither on his belly a few feet, then freeze. Crawl a few feet more, then stop. His patience was really pretty impressive. He finally stood and slid behind the fridge. He peeked out one last time, and made a grab for the cherries. I made my move.
He looked like someone had stuck him with a pin, eyes wide, lips mashed together. He scurried back upstairs and we didn't see him the rest of the night.
|Benny's 'naughty look'.|