I was in the kitchen scrubbing dishes when I realized that the sponge-on-plate sound was the only noise I heard.
If there is one truth in parenting, it is this: Silence means your child is up to no good.
I shed the yellow dish gloves and peeked my head around to the living room, where Peeper had been playing. There she was, playing all right, but not with her stacking cups or beach ball.
Somewhere she had found a Ziplock of dog food. She had managed to open it and spill it on the ground. And, of course, she was shoving handfuls of it into her mouth.