A couple weeks ago we were out shopping. While in the check out lane at Kroger, Miss Stalin got a piece of chocolate out of my purse while I wasn’t looking. She hid it until we got in the car.
About 15 minutes later, we made it to our next stop and I opened the back door to find this face looking at me.
What is all over your face?
She informed me it was chocolate and that she got it out of my purse.
I was a little angry and a little annoyed and asked her why she would just take chocoalte out of my purse without asking.
You know what she told me?
“I not sorry, mommy”.
I now no longer have chocolate in my purse.
I’m sure she thinks it was worth it.