Too Honest

Just now, I was hanging curtains in Ian's bedroom. He was helping me until he slipped away as I stood on a ladder with the drill.

As soon as I finished, I went looking for Ian. I called. No answer. I called again. No answer.

Me (third time): Iiiiiiaaaaaannnnnnn! Where arrrrrre you?
Ian: I'm under the kitchen table eating chocolate!

By the way, thank you Tiffany, for the giant box of Christmas goodies. Especially the peppermint bark, which Ian likes to eat under the table.