During the drive my young son takes everything out of the wallet, dumping my credit card and driver's license on the floor. He unzips the change pocket and pulls out the coins, letting them fall into his car seat.
Enter the older brother. I always have Matthew enter the car from Alex's side so he has to pass by the car seat on his way to his big boy booster seat. As he passes Alex's seat he spies the money, slides it into his palm and pockets it.
At home he asks Daddy to open his piggy bank so he can make his deposit. And the job is done.
Twice this has happened to me.
|if you ask me, the tall one looks guilty|