This is what happens every single day. Little rascal (taught by sneaky and sassy older sister) finds bathroom stool or kitchen chair, drags them to the pantry, climbs up to rummage through snacks and cookies on high shelves, 'accidentally' pours over boxes of cereal, rips open bags of chips, drops cans on the floor, and brings all kinds of things... such as spaghetti sauce and apple juice, to me wherever I am in the house.
Well, no more, little rascal. The pantry is now closed.
One of Chris' Saturday projects included adding a very high latch to the pantry door. Unless Mom opens it, the pantry remains 'locked' and all food remains on its shelf. Clean. Organized. And free from rascal's little hands.
And who knew it would improve after school snack time? Pre-pantry lock the kids came home to find their own snack, get it okayed and start eating it only to be devastated if sister or brother found a 'better' snack. Believe me, there were tears and half eaten snacks daily.
Now, before the kids get off the bus and run into the house I have one or two snack options on the island... pretzels and raisins, cut up apples, warm cookies... The kids have loved it. They think it's a surprise, a special planned treat... like they have the best mom in the world or something. Little do they know it's only my plan to keep the pantry clean.
5 comments:
THe look on his face is classic! He is SOOOOO cute!
Too cute! It looks like it's hard to say no to him, good thing Daddy stepped in to lock up that door!
Too funny....and I do think you are one of the best moms in the world!
you are awesome lisa. this was a great post. :)
Too funny. I think we all need locks on the pantry. Molly thinks it's open ALL day long. Thank goodness she's somewhat clean. It's Fos we are going to worry about here soon!
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