Vintonville - The life and times of a guy, his Lady-Friend, a Little Dude and a Little Sis.

Little Dude is sneaky. Still, we’ve found his early morning sneakiness (IE- raiding the cupboard and subsequently enjoying his slice of pilfered heaven while hiding under a blanket) trends on the heels of a candy/ice cream shopping trip or some kind of treat bonanza the night before.  Enter, Lady-Friend and her recent shopping trip.

Lady-Friend is tough, but she’s no match for the power of her fruit snack cravings. Case in point: When I left for work Tuesday morning, our cupboard was a graveyard littered with stale crackers, orphaned candy and “There’s cereal in that box, but it’s the crappy crumbs so I’m not eating it but maybe someone else will“. When I got home Tuesday evening, the graveyard had become to a tooth-busting storage shed for every  Watermelon flavored Gusher (or, as Little Dude calls them: “Gutters”) the grocery store had in stock that afternoon. Which is cool. I just tend to think Gushers feel more like biting into a fruit-flavored octopus than an actual treat.

Needless to say I’m in the minority and after Tuesday’s Gusher liquidation binge, Little Dude’s trend of daring dawn raids remains unbroken.

I walked into the kitchen Wednesday morning to see a blanket– the same blanket we’ve repeatedly pulled back to reveal Little Dude grinning over half-eaten tubs of ice cream, cake, jam, popsicles and aerosol cans of whipping cream– wedged up against a wall in the tell-tale sign snacks were being snuck. After a couple uninterrupted and unusually quiet minutes, an empty wrapper out slid out from under the blanket.

Apparently, Little Dude still operates under the idea if he can’t see you he’s invisible. I kind of think that’s awesome.

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