Almonds and Abby, Beanie and Butter

almonds5So I was upstairs taking a shower (what was I thinking?!). The boys were playing Lego and Abby was in her room. Nice and quiet. Nothing at all happening. When I got out of the shower, David and I went through some mail and then we all came downstairs. 

Evidently, Abby quietly came downstairs before us, for she had found a small tin of almonds on the counter, and they were now poured on the table.  “Who did this?” I looked at her.

“Abby did it.” she quickly volunteers. Well, at least she’s honest.

Grabbing the can, I ask her to help me clean them up- when I realize every. single. almond is wet, and completely devoid of salt. She had sucked on each almond, and deposited them in a neat pile.

What does one say to that? Anyone remember this? *sigh*

7 thoughts on “Almonds and Abby, Beanie and Butter

  1. Little A does that all the time! We switched to the all natural almonds just so we could have some fresh ones ourselves. How funny.

  2. You said “nice and quiet”. I laughed. Tracy, in my house, nice and quiet do not mix. It’s more like “quiet = naughty”. At least she was just mischievous (and cute!).

  3. Maybe you could turn them into almond paste and bake them in something? That would kill germs, right?

    My son went through a whole pint of strawberries, taking only one bit of each, and laying them on the table. Luckily, DH thought to make fresh strawberry syrup.

  4. We still tease my sis-in-law about her butter-eating habits as a child. And I agree that “quiet” does not equal “nice”! I can’t count how many times I’ve been enjoying the silence only to suddenly think “Oh crap! What are they up to??” Almost always I find a mess.

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