This morning I desperately needed a shower. I decided to pay Jonah- in the form of a Hershey’s Kiss- to babysit Simon just long enough for me to get clean. (Shaving will have to wait for a more experienced sitter.)
When I got out of the shower, this is what I saw:
That is Jonah’s signature crooked-blanket-bed-making job. The binky and hot pad left behind are sure signs that Simon was an accomplice.