A few weeks ago, the hubs and I were in the living room watching a movie. It was a “grown up” movie, so we decided to put the little guy in a movie of his own in his bedroom. I came back downstairs, but didn’t hear him follow me. In a few minutes we heard a rustling in the kitchen. We snuck down the hall and into the kitchen, and this is what we found:
Little stinker had opened the fridge and gotten into the Oreo Pie. Apparently, he thought no one would fix it for him, so he took matters into his own hands.
Needless to say, he had his cake…and ate it, too.