The boy has been gone since Monday morning at Outdoor Education. They go to a "campus" and do hiking and outdoor activities in 4th grade. He gets back this afternoon.
Since he wasn't home, I decided to make tacos for dinner last night. They aren't his favorite, but the little one LOVES them so it was a good time. I stopped at the store on the way home and picked up a few things.
I unpacked most of the groceries, but had a bag sitting on a chair containing two boxes of cereal and a loaf of bread.
Fast forward to 9pm when I was heading upstairs to watch Damages (John was watching the baseball game) and I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I saw the bag and put the cereal away, then thought I should make my lunch and put it in the fridge. I couldn't find the bread.....but I knew it had come home with me.
I found it hidden at the back of Alvin's cage.....completely untouched, but squirrelled away like we don't feed him ever.