I have to watch him like a hawk...

Ben, Jude and I are hanging out in our bedroom.  Jude leaves and comes back a moment later with the glass pan of cinnamon rolls that had been on top of the stove.   I still have no idea how he got them.  Luckily, we had made them earlier, so nothing was hot.  He then proceeded to peel a roll out of the pan and eat it.  

Well, he's self-sufficient.  I'll give him that.