That would be Michael.
I don’t know when it happened but Michael is now tall enough to reach the top of the dinning room table. I turned my back long enough to check email and Michael had pulled the baggy of cookies that Ruth left us this weekend off the the dinning room table, opened the bag, grabbed a cookie in each hand, screamed in delight and started running for his nursery. I looked over to see what he was screaming about and he was already half way down the hall waving the cookies in the air and Lucy was working on the crumbs that were left on the floor. Michael came walking back down the hall moments later with a mouth-full of cookie alternating bites out of the cookie in either hand.
I know I should have taken the cookies away and scolded him but instead I ran (waddled at a brisk pace) to grab the camera.
Here are the pictures of Michael’s first and very successful attempt at stealing from the cookie jar and some other pictures from the past few weeks.