We Catch On Quickly

About once every two weeks Snuffy gets into the stash of plastic bags we keep on the bottom shelf of the pantry. He is only selectively destructive at this point -- leather, squirrels, a few key baby toys, and, when the mood strikes him, all the plastic bags he can get his paws on. We usually try to keep the pantry door shut so he can't go on a rampage, so the destruction generally happens when one of us forgets. When the pantry door broke a while ago we spent a couple weeks wrestling it shut until we finally gave up and took it off altogether in a fit of rage. In order to keep the bags from constant Snuff exposure we had to reorganize things, which brought Aaron's compulsive side great satisfaction. And now, for your enjoyment, the pretty pretty organized pantry. It's also the first thing you see when you walk in the door as if to say welcome to our house, Eat Me.



And another happy highchair baby: