Caught Red Handed

Tonight Jonah pointed to the refridgerater and said "milk". So I opened it up and handed him his cup from dinner. I then walked to the rear of the house to brush my teeth and do a couple of other things. I noticed a minute or two later that he had not followed me nor could I hear him. Thinking this was a bad sign, I walked back towards the kitchen wondering what he was up to.

Then I remembered the strawberries.

Sure enough, his head was in the fridge with a strawberry in his mouth. A little hand was still in the bowl of strawberries that I had just washed and hulled. The formally brimming bowl was now only three-quarters full. He looked up with a genuine look of innocence and said "more?".