About a week ago after putting the kids to bed we were watching TV in the living room and I heard a little noise. It didn't last long and I didn't hear any little voices so I just ignored it. When Dad and I went up to bed we noticed Nathan sleeping on the landing of the stairs that are right outside the living room. It was almost like he laid there and watched the show with us through the doorway. The next morning I got up to get the kids ready for school and I noticed in the kitchen that the cake (that was made for one of Dad's boy scouts for his birthday the night before) was stripped of it's frosting as well as being picked at. Dad sent me a text later that morning saying, "I guess Nathan was too full to make it back up to bed....HE HE HE." Silly boy. He is our sneaker - this is not the first time he has snuck out of bed to eat a treat.
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