The biscuit thief

This morning my partner came down to this

biscuits 1

At some point between me going to bed at about 3am and him getting up at around 6.30am, someone had come in and raided our biscuits.

But you see, due to certain incidents with our son, we have learnt that all chocolate and biscuits to be kept in high places

Our biscuits were here

biscuits 2

Nop not just on top of the fridge but on top of the cupboard. We wanted to make sure there was no getting them, I couldn’t get them without standing on something.

My partner checked the doors and windows because of course, it couldn’t possibly be anyone in the house. Particularly not this little boy

matt puddle

We ruled out these three as having no thumbs


So my partner waited till our son woke up and had a conversation with him. Apparently my little monkey climbed up on this to get to the counter

biscuits 3

And then walked all the way round (you can use the cat as a refernce point) and was very very careful when he got to the hob.

biscuits 4

I am going to start chaining him to his bed

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20 Responses to The biscuit thief

  1. koolaidmoms says:

    Lol. I had one of the escape artists when he was little. We had to train him to stay in his room until we came and got him in the morning. Once he went outside to check his iguana and we have automatic locking doors when they shut!

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  2. skynimbus says:

    Hahaha! Your stories make me want a younger brother exactly like your son. It would be so much fun to see mom get angry. Rest assured, I’d be laughing in the background. XD

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  3. An intelligent monkeyπŸ˜„

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  4. Cheyanne says:

    Ha! You need a lock!

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