Caught "red handed"

Here I am trying to finish getting out some emails while Camden is playing around on the ground with toys...rattles, blocks, a really loud toy telephone. Eventually, you start to tune out those toy noises; but, when you stop hearing them it makes you stop and look around. As I look down to see if he's eating dog hair or pulling on some cord he's not supposed to or even found a marking pen, oooh no, not my son. He's found his dad's magazine. Mmhmmm, yep, caught red handed.