I know I’ve said it before, but Brady just loves hiding his chews. Normally he has quite a bit of trouble finding somewhere in our teeny tiny apartment to hide them, but last night was laundry night so he was in luck. I had clothes separated into piles all around the bedroom: basically Brady hiding heaven. He ended up spending the majority of the evening alone in the bedroom hiding his chew, finding it again and then hiding it once again.
That is quite possibly the best guilty face I’ve ever seen.