Hiya Snappers! Welcome back to the 14th week of the Tattler Thursday Blog and Social Network Hop!
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It's a share your crazy, gross, hilarious, in-the-trenches parenthood stories, kind of blog hop! We love funny kid stories and we want to hear yours!
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1 comment:
Ok, I'm tattling on The Girl today.. She's 20 now, but I'm gonna go way back to when she was 5. This is when I discovered that my daughter was a food hoarder.
I was making her bed one morning, and found a slice of Kraft cheese (wrapper still intact) under her pillow. Apparently, she had snuck into the kitchen the night before, snagged it from the fridge and hidden it.. ya know, just in case she got hungry during the night.
Over the years, the food hoarding continued.. I found boxes of cereal, bags of chips, empty cookie packages, etc. under the bed, in the closet, or anywhere else she could stuff these stolen snacks.
However, my favorite find was when she was about 12. I was looking for a pair of scissors, and decided to check her desk drawers. When I opened up the top drawer, I found a plate with peanut butter smeared across it, topped with mini chocolate chips and sprinkled with SUGAR.
There was a spoon stuck in the center of this mess, and it was obviously she'd been eating it off and on for a day or so. Ewwwwwwwww!
Naturally, I chucked that shit in the trash.
The Girl has always been skinny as a rail, and food was always available to her. I think it was just the act of sneaking the food-- it made her feel like she was getting away with something.
How we were never invaded by bugs is beyond me.
She's living on her own now, and while I've yet to visit her digs, I'm curious if there are crackers and cookies stashed beneath the bed....
Or plates of pudding stashed next to her couch.
I'll let you know when I visit ;-)
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