A sneak among us.

It was the stuff parental dreams are made of. The best blackmail photo op in the history of the world.

I went in to wake up Crowbar, when I spied...

my boy -- with a naked girl in his bed!

With glee, I raced downstairs to fetch my camera. I squeezed off a few shots, imagining how valuable they'd be one day when he was a horrible, rotten teenager.

I giggled and snickered all morning, until I heard Mad Dog talk about how she'd set him up. I grilled her for information and ultimately learned that Barbie was a plant. A joke played out by a conniving sister.

Disappointed, I consoled myself with the thought that there'll be plenty of legitimate blackmail opportunities in the next 9 years.

I just have to be ready. And armed with my camera.