So the other day Jill called me to let me know what "my" son had done. You know it's not good when your spouse doesn't accept the child as their own. Jill went out to the garage and found the deep freezer door open. She looked around and didn't see Parker, but then she caught a glimpse of him hiding underneath my utility sink in the garage. Realize that this sink is tucked back in a corner of the garage and is in a pretty tight space. Well there was Parker with a box of popsicles, just going to town on them, he was an absolute mess.
Parker has this uncanny ability to find treats and eat them when no one is around. There have been many mornings when we first come down stairs and find him eating a bag of chips, candies, or cookies. Typically he is hiding behind a chair when he does this. We try to keep them out of reach on the top shelf but the kid is a monkey and finds a way to get to the top. What can you do? I guess he just has a sweet tooth. I think that comes from Jill's side of the family.
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