Sneaky Pete

As I was listening to the Rotary speaker expound on the merits of planned giving yesterday, I received a couple of phone calls from my kids. I was in the Missouri, learning more about the intricacies of Rotary leadership.  Meanwhile, the kids were having a showdown.

During the next break, I phoned home.  Turns out, my son Chris had taken his sister's bookcase. In the middle of the night!  I delayed the craziness of the telephonic melee until I got home because I really couldn't believe that he had done that. Not to mention, I still had a few more hours of symposium to go through.

Background Information: The bookcase is 4.5 feet tall, has no back to it and has spindles for supports on the sides.  It had a full set of encyclopedias on it, as well as other books and tchotchkes.  Tasha had just put it in her closet to make room for a nightstand a few days before. No, I don't understand the logic of a bookcase in the closet, if there was any behind it.  Talk about being a closet reader!

So, when I got home, I pulled Chris aside and asked him to tell me the story of the bookcase. Turns out he had woken up at 2:30 am with the full intent of stealing her bookcase from her closet so that he would have a bookcase to put his books on in his room.  He never completely explained the exact tactical manuvers he employed to stealthily remove all of the bookcase's contents, move the piece of furniture through a glorified disaster area, and set it up in his room - all without waking the two most lightest sleepers in the house.

I think I'm gonna lock my bedroom door at night to keep him out of my closet!

CUE THE CIRCUS MUSIC....