Monday, April 22, 2013

Gotta Have My Pops

When it goes silent and there is a 15 month old in the house....nothing good is happening.


That is an entire bag of corn pops. I found Pants and the dachshunds chowing down as fast as possible. When I asked what was going on - the dogs froze waiting to be in trouble - and Pants offered me a pop. The bag was a new bag and had never been opened...the tenacity of a toddler is a terrifying thing.

I also noticed in this picture that a bunch of my tupperware from a different cabinet is there also. And a cupcake pan from under the stove. Busy boy.

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