Another Cocoa Installment

She's at it again. I should know better by now- 5 1/2 years into this ride with Kylie and I'm no wiser. She hasn't been asking for much candy (which SHOULD have been our clue)...because she's been sneaking it. Before dinner I was upstairs with Sophie and it was apparent as soon as I came down that she was up to no good. She'd eaten some chocolate and even after seeing and smelling the evidence, she chose to lie. Low and behold, chocolate doesn't taste so well when chased with soap. 

Fast forward to dinner when she's complaining of a belly ache and wouldn't eat. I assumed she just didn't want what we were having. She didn't end up eating anything. 

Fast forward again to me coming down the stairs from laying Sophie down and Jon is calmly telling her to go throw the rest away. The rest of what you ask? Why, all the chocolate wrappers he found stuffed behind the tv! Ugh, I said, "and you wonder why you have a belly ache?" She swears they weren't all from today. 

I think the candy fairy may be making off with the rest of the crap.