Of stealing cheese puffs! My daughter loves cheese puffs.
She has found their hiding place as well. I walked into the kitchen
to see her sitting nicely as could be with the big bag of cheese puffs,
arms in up to her shoulders, pigging out.
Mind you, it had only been a few minutes since I left the room and in that amount of time, she had gone to the cabinet, retrieved the bag, and was munching. When I "heard" the silence, I went searching and upon finding her, I just stood there for a moment enjoying what I was seeing and allowing her a brief few more moments to cram as much of her treasure into her mouth before I eased it from her cheesy little paws. I snapped a couple of pictures and she did not even notice, until this one-so enraptured was she in her find. Personally, I think she had it planned and had been silently waiting for me to leave the room so she could get started!
Needless to say, she was not amused that I was taking away her puffs, and let me know it loudly. She lets me know many, many things very loudly.
The baby must be cleaned, mommy needs hearing aids now, and the cheese puffs must relocate to a new, much higher, home.
Tell, me who wins this predicament?