Today I got my haircut while Greg and A.J. stayed home for a couple of hours by themselves. When I got home A.J. came wiggling to the door to greet me. Greg was sitting on the couch reading. I asked Greg, “Did you go anywhere while I was gone?”

“No, I’ve done a few things around the house, but I didn’t go anywhere.”

That’s when I bent down and picked up the empty toilet paper roll that was sitting in middle of the floor. Apparently A.J. had decided that he could get away with rooting around in the bathroom trash while I was gone.

And obviously he was right.