The Story of a Troublemaker Toddler

It's after 5pm, I'm making dinner. Lacey is in the basement harassing Tom while he tries to work, and I suddenly notice... It's very quiet. Where is Scarlett? I hear a rustling sound.

Me: Scarlett? Where are you? Are you in the pantry?

Scarlett emerges from under the kitchen island, with a giant smile on her face.

Me: What is all over you? What did you get into?

Scarlett leads me under the island.

Scarlett: Yummy!

Me: What is that? Nutella!?

She demonstrates how she sticks her finger into the jar, and then licks it off.

I take away the Nutella.

Scarlett: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! YUMMY! MINE! MOMMY TAKE AWAY!

There's always something amiss when it gets too quiet...