October 3, 2011
Even More from the WTHWIT? Department
He did it again! You would think I would have learned how to keep Colin out of the dry goods by now, but you'd be wrong.
The other day when I stepped out of the shower, I heard an eerie sound: silence. So I ran to the kitchen and what should I find but Colin with a box of table salt all over the kitchen counter. And he was eating it. By the handful.
"Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice shame on me," I taunted myself.
In my defence I did put the salt out of reach after the last time, but he's learned how to use his highchair as a ladder, the crafty little devil.
Where should I store the salt now, do you think?