Letting it Fly

Amelia is out of school for the summer and I am trying my best to keep her busy and out of trouble, but sometimes I fail. She got into a box of corn starch in the pantry. We installed a handle with a lock on it, but I always forget to turn it.

Luckily, she is not nearly as good at the coverup as she is with the crime. Her footsteps led me right back to where she was hiding behind the couch. She pretty much looked like this woman below, but there were no Rice Krispie treats waiting for me in the end.