The Pinky and the Brain

Ken and I have often remarked that Jude is already displaying characteristics uncomfortably close to "The Brain" of the cartoon fame:

Take, for example, the other day. I was putting sheets on the bed, and the little boys were in the room with me. Gabriel was jumping on the bed, and Jude had crawled into Diesel's crate, along with Diesel.

I looked at Jude over my shoulder, and asked him what he was doing. The smile he gave in answer clearly said, "Woman! This is the best place in the whole house! How dare you keep me from such delights! I am never ever going to leave the comforts of this dog crate. From now on, bring me all my meals in here!"

Gabriel picked up on his younger brother's bliss, stopped jumping on the bed, and jumped off it. He happily crawled into the increasingly crowded dog crate. As soon as he was in, Jude looked at his brother, crawled out of the crate, and shut the door behind him, locking Gabriel in.

Folks, at this point, the best I can hope for is that Gabriel turns out dumb but loyal, and unwittingly thwarts his brother's attempts at world domination at every turn.