Nothing gets past Teddy.
His eyes are like pig sponges, soaking up all that's going on (and my ability to create similes is like trying to come up with a new name for a blog post when your imagination has run away). Even when you're standing behind him, he knows what you're doing.
And even when he's pretending to look somewhere else, he's probably looking right at you.
Just remember, everyone. Teddy is watching you.
So you be good now.