Little mouse...

I love when I find little food treasures scattered through the house. Last week Bennett received pop-tarts in his birthday bucket. A few days later I walked in to find wrappers littered about.

I became concerned when I found three wrappers - that's a lot of pop tarts to eat in one setting. But alas, I found them stacked in the playroom. It was as if a mouse got to them, little bites and nibbles out of each one of them.

That same morning I found an attempt to open an otter pop on the leather chair and a capri sun who had seen better days on the rocking chair. Would you believe we have a food-stays-in-the-kitchen rule?!