Applesauce Craziness

I have to be so careful these days not to leave anything on the counter. Nothing. Not formula. Not cereal. Butter is the worst. Why? Because we have a climber at our house named Braley. And she's sneaky and quiet. I can see the headlines now, "Mother is reported to have walked away only for a moment.."

I guess she wanted some applesauce and I wasn't around to get it for her. What else is a girl to do when you have a need for excessive amounts of applesauce?