UH OH. HIDE!

Tobin knows when he's committed a crime within the walls of our house. Generally, Blane is more than happy to let us know when Tobin has committed some offense - and generally it's in our bedroom.

Like this morning, Blane let me know ever so excitedly (probably because it wasn't him getting in trouble for once) that Tobin had scattered fish food all over the carpet and bathroom floor. So I'll go in to check things out, but Tobin doesn't seem to be there...at first. Then I walk into our closet, where he's [trying to] hide from me. Of course as soon as I part my hanging pants (where his legs are poking out from), he's got that hilarious grin of his, and he tries to dive deeper into the closet. I'll pick him out of there, and he instantly nuzzles into my neck and starts loving on me.

It's so funny just to see him trying to hide. That he knows he's done something that'a a no-no, and then attempts to 'get away' just cracks me up. And then his second action is the 'get out of jail free' lovey act. I can't stay upset with that.