trying to be sneaky

Beckham loves to sit on the counter.  He thinks he owns it. He will play happily and calmly on the counter for an hour straight.  If I go too close when he doesn't want me there, he pushes me away NO Mama, my counter!  He was up there the other day and I called out to him.

Beckham, what are you doing?

paying paydoughs mama!

When I turned around to look at him this is exactly how he looked back at me.  HAH! caught in the act.  I didn't realize there was a plate of brownies on the counter.  Little stinker.

 I'm sure he was eventually going to get to the playdoh...