Pretzel Thief

Last night Ken and I each brought a snack into the living room. I had a dish of dried fruit and nuts and Ken had a dish of peanut butter filled pretzels. We put them on the table between our two chairs and returned to the kitchen for something to drink. I looked back into the living room and Emme had gotten up on Ken's chair and stolen a pretzel which she was chewing on the seat of the chair. We dashed back into the living room, confiscated the remains of the pretzel and cleaned the crumbs from the chair.

We should have been more careful with the food but stealing is not usually a problem. As big as Rudy is, he could reach any food on any surface in the house. With the exception of one time when temptation was too much, Rudy has never helped himself to any food. One time at the lake house, we had a house full of company and Rudy was not being supervised closely enough. There were left over chicken shish kabobs on the kitchen table. A few minutes later, one was missing and a shish kabob stick and one piece of vegetable was lying on the floor under the table. We never saw him steal and eat the shish kabob but we knew it was Rudy. Other than that, Rudy never takes food that is not his. We often will cool cookies or bread on the kitchen counter or have left overs on dinner plates before we wash dishes. Rudy would barely have to stretch to reach them on the counter top but he doesn't.

Emme, on the other hand, is less reliable. One time while we were loading Ken's car to go to the lake, Emme got in the front seat and helped herself to a tube of Burt's Bees Lip Balm. She couldn't get it open, but she put teeth marks all over the outside of the package. We are always careful not to leave anything in the console that she could grab and chew.

So last night Emme was a pretzel thief and Ken and I are more aware of the possibilities of Emme helping herself to our food. We will be more careful in the future.