5:01 AM

Two parents soundly sleeping.
The mom vaguely hears a horn honking then suddenly realizes it is close enough to be in her own garage.
She rouses the dad.
He takes off down the hall wondering how a burglar could have gotten into the garage.
When he reaches the kitchen, he flips on the light and discovers a little girl perched on a counter top who had been up longer than just to push the ALARM button on the van keys.
The contents of the mom's purse are strewn everywhere, vitamins from two bottles litter the counter.
He demands, "What have you been eating?"
That is when the mom hurries to the kitchen because she realizes it is the two year old.
When questioned if she has eaten anything, by her own testimony, she is, of course, innocent.
However, incriminating spots on the little girl's mouth and hands indicate there has been at least a taste test performed.
After further questioning the parents assume the best and that only a small sampling has been taken instead of a full ingestion.
All of this was performed in the darkness of the night because the little girl has learned by experience that parents come running to halt her plans when she pushes a chair across the floor to turn on the light.
This time she claimed that she was just going to get some hot cocoa. All by herself.
Sorry Tessa, you got BUSTED! (again)
And the parents were thankful it was 5:00 AM instead of 3:00 like usual.