The boys and I ended up at the school about 30 minutes before the girls were ready to leave today, so we were just hanging around upstairs in a classroom with Craig. The folding chairs had already been placed upon the tables for the day. We took down one for each of us, boys included, but then told them they needed to leave the other chairs alone.

Ten minutes later, I glance underneath one of the tables and see this.

• Me: Um, R3, do you need some help?
• R3: yes
• Me: Are you hurt?
• R3: no
• Me: Did you take down a chair after we told you not to?
• R3: no
• Me: R3, look at yourself. Did you try to take a chair off the table when we told you not to?
• R3: no
• Me: R3, I’m going to help you get the chair off, I just need you to tell the truth here. Did you try to get a chair off the table when we told you not to?
• R3: ……………………………..yes.

One of these days he’s going to figure out that I know the answer before I start asking the question. Until then…