Hand in the Creamer

Hand in the Creamer
Originally uploaded by ..Sally..

I went upstairs for just a minute — putting away some laundry. I left the kids playing in the living room. When I returned, George was gone.

“Francis, where’s your brother?”

“I don’t know.”

Then I heard George talking to himself in the kitchen, so I turned the corner and saw this. He was hard at work putting powdered creamer into the three saucers that he pulled out of the cabinet. Such a helpful and industrious boy.