Let me start off by saying I always make the coffee!
But this morning the animals were all hungry and made me fall behind schedule.
I walk back into the kitchen and HORROR OF HORRORS Shannon is making the coffee.
Now this would be fine except I hid the box of Little Debbie chocolate cupcakes right above the
I'm watching it all unfold
in slow motion....it was too late to stop him......the cabinet opens.....
he reaches up and I see him pause.....
he tilts the open box of cupcakes forward and one....
.the very last one (oh, the shame) slides forward.....
but I wasn't quite shamed enough not to be thinking, oh please don't eat
the last one.
His skinny self pushes it back into the box and turns to
me and says "I won't eat your last one" with a smirk on his face...
he says "who were you hiding these from?" and he laughed.
my brain is frantically trying to come up with a reason that they are hidden
and a reason that they are all gone but one.
Not able to come up with a good reason I decide to just be indignant so all I said was
"HMMPH!" and turned and stomped off
and turned right back around and walked past him
and took the last cupcake and stomped back past him.............
and as I
walked away I heard him laughing. The NERVE OF HIM!!