Mid-morning, she usually gets a snack and gets to watch The Backyardigans (our favorite show - but that could be another post). Yesterday I have her milk and a cookie. I made sure she was all settled on the couch, watching her show, and then I left the room for a minute. While I was in another room, I heard her walking around (which is unusual when her show is on) and then I heard the gate at the top of the stairs close. So I got up to see what was going on. Elaine was walking back down to the tv with only her sippy cup in her hand. I looked up to the top of the stairs and our labrador, Riley, was behind the gate.
Me: Elaine, did you lock Riley upstairs?
Elaine: Yes.
Me: Why did you do that?
Elaine: Because he ate my cookie.
She never once called for me - she just quietly solved the problem herself. So she got a second cookie.