Caught in the act

I could hear Ian creeping around downstairs after he was supposed to be in bed. I was in my room and called out to him.

"Ian! You need to go back to bed."

No answer. I can hear him still wandering around.

"Ian. Go. To. Bed."

No answer, more scurrying.

"Ian! I can hear you!"

His answer? "Oh man! You should turn the t.v. up and your ears down."



Nope, that won't help you out bud. Moms can always hear everything.