A conversation with Sam

It is often worrisome when Sam is too quiet.  Example, today I was attempting to dry my hair upstairs while the three sat peacefully in front of Max and Ruby.  I come down to not see Sam.  After calling him a few times he emerges from the living room and goes directly under the table.  

H- "Sam, what do you have?"

S- "Nothing" (He is very serious)

H- "Sam, what do you have?"

S- "I don't have marshmallows"

H- "You don't?  Where are they?"

S- "They are not in the living room"

Hmm.  Sure enough, there they are on the couch.  

S- "Mommy, can I have a marshmallow?"

Considering the package is almost empty I assume he's had his fair share.

H- "Looks like you had a few already"

S- "No, a monster ate those."

Love that he rats himself out while thinking he's being really clever.  If only he'd stay this way:)