Suspiciously perfect start to the day

My son refused to allow me to pluck him from the crib this morning until I handed him a book and allowed him to read it first.

He’s a little less than two years-old, and yet I still felt like he had done something terribly wrong and was attempting to score points with me before I found out.

Is it wrong for me to suspect that  my 22 month-old son already possesses  Machiavellian intentions?