I've written before about the scrapes Princess Firecracker gets herself into. Today, thankfully, there was no actual bodily harm or huge inconvenience. But still.
These are finger holes where she poked at the banana, trying to get to the inside.
This is the jar of pickles I found her eating out of.
When I screwed the lid onto the jar, she then stole the pickles straight out of the not-yet-served sandwiches, hers and her sister's. She tried to cover up her work by putting the bread back on.
I then discovered that she had tried to take a bite of a cheese, wrapper still on.
That's just today. There was also the time she ate Jiushu's chicken nuggets which I had so carefully cut up into tiny pieces for him. And his peaches. And his oatmeal, left on the table. Three entirely distinct events, mind you. And the time she stuck her hand into my coffee, and tasted it too, and it was NOT kid-friendly coffee.
She's keeping me on my toes, this one.