So the past two days the fatty has been getting into a lower cupboard where I keep my older daughter's snacks which incidentally the Fussy Fatso occasionally shares. She has discovered the granola bars in an orange foil wrapper and has decided that they make excellent, squishy toys.
Now the recycling bag--we use tj's bags for trash and recycling--had an empty wrapper. As aforementioned, the fatty also knows that the drawer in the cupboard is where they are kept. Thus, after playing with the trash for a bit--I really don't know why people bother buying things since trash also makes excellent toys (though perhaps this is just a genetic thing)--she decided that she needed to put away the empty wrapper. In the snack drawer. You know. For later. Then she closed the cupboard door.
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