Oh help! Oh no!….

Oh help! Oh no!…

It’s happened.

The toddler has finally figured out how to open the rotating food cupboard and has free access whenever he feels a bit peckish and deems it snack o’clock (which is basically every 3 minutes and 36 seconds to be precise).

So far he’s helped himself to a white chocolate head off the snow dog he got for Christmas, some raisins (but these were stamped into the floor rather than eaten), some skittles and 3 jelly babies (which he only bit the heads off and then discarded like yesterday’s newspaper on the floor…and stamped on them too).

I think I may need to reshuffle the cupboard layout at some point this week…

  

The headless Snow Dog …

 

“I intend to conquer Mount Larder by noon and when I do, I shall partake in a Jaffa Cake and white chocolate dog paw. Victory shall be mine!!!!”