Tattle Tell

We had an adventure this morning as a family, which required a lot of walking and digging in the dirt. Troy’s clothes were filthy. So, while I was in the kitchen making lunch, my wife was trying to change Troy’s clothes before he got the dirt everywhere. Troy for his part was having an epic dinosaur battle on the couch at the same time. She stripped the dirty shirt off of him and went to get a clean one.

All of a sudden, my naked baby says, “Dada, mama took off with my shirt.”

“She did?!” I replied. “Well, I’m sure she’ll bring another one back.”

A few seconds later my wife came walking back in the room and asked, “Did he just tattle on me?”

“Yep! He completely sold you out,” I said.