I was putting some of the Critter's worksheets in a bag for the recycle bin and he caught me.
"MOM! You're going to recycle my projects?!" he cried.
"Of course not! I was putting it in a bag for safe keeping until after everyone has come to dinner. Then I was going to let you tell me all about it!"
Papa and The Negotiator looked at me knowing I was lying like a rug, but Critter bought it. That's all that mattered.