This pretty much sums up our weekend (pulled with permission from hubby's facebook page):
It's not good when Anna disappears and is suspiciously quiet...found her upstairs lining up my cherry twizzlers bites she had dumped on the floor. The shoveling into her mouth commenced when she realized she had been discovered. Felt like a baby-style drug raid...
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