"Adana!?" I check the front door to make sure it's still locked, then run to the back of the house to see if she's slipped out the dog door. She's not in the backyard.
"ADANA!" Feeling annoyed, with a twinge of concern, I send all the kids running in different directions to locate her. It's now been 2 1/2 minutes since I've seen or heard her. Definitely NOT a good thing.
"ADAAANAAA!!" I really hate screaming through the house, but she has been missing for 3 full minutes. With Adana, that's plenty of time to paint the walls with fingernail polish or eat some fertilizer. (Been there, done that to both of those).
Then, I hear a small rustling sound behind the chair in the family room.
The little sneak had snagged a box of cereal and was hiding out with her stash. She knows she's (1) not supposed to be breaking into the pantry and (2) not supposed to be eating in the family room. Can't you see the guilt written across her face? (Yeah, right.)
This is what happened when I took her contraband cereal away. Mean mom!
**UPDATE**
This is what I found a few hours later. Good to know that she really learned her lesson.
5 comments:
nice pictures of your daugther of trying to hide the food.
I love the update! She is determined, which will be a good thing; one day.
That is classic!
I see she is just like her mother!
This is so funny! I remember these days! Why do I wish so desperately to go back to them?!?
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