No photos again (I’m sorry, ok?!), but another great story to tide you over.

Reese was in a frisky mood this afternoon and was generally getting into everything she should not be into. Not bad stuff, just pulling books off shelves, DVD’s out of the cabinet, and some choice items out of the pantry. She usually only does those things when she’s annoyed with me and trying to get my attention, but I was not getting a clue. I was having a few conversations with people on the phone and was not keen to be interrupted. Finally, I turned around and saw she had a Dove chocolate in her hands. I had seen her dragging the bag around and had thought nothing of it. I didn’t think she would be able to unwrap them. As it turns out, her fine motor skills are more advanced than I realized. I turned just in time to see her remove the last of the foil and pop the WHOLE SQUARE into her mouth. I dove for her, but was only able to salvage half of the chocolate. As I threw it away, I turned back and saw another square in her hands. I confiscated it. After putting it on the counter, I saw that she had another square. She had stashed them in her push-car for easy access and for each square I took, she had more. I finally found them all in the midst of gales of laughter and when she realized her stash was gone she got mad.

Not to worry Reese, I’m sure there will be something else to get into tomorrow.