Hidden Stash

Dear Caden,

You are quietly (ha!) playing in your play room and I suddenly see you eating something. Not knowing if this is a toy, I ask you to spit it out. You happily oblige, spitting out way more slobber than I anticipated. In my hand sits a craisin...wait, when did you last have craisins?! Where did you get this? You then show me your stash. Hidden inside your crawl-through tunnel there is a little flap, underneath this flap I see countless craisins, goldfish, a waffle piece and I can only assume a piece of banana. Caden, please know that it is doubtful that the world will end in 18 days; and I will always feed you when you are hungry. You don't have to resort to hoarding. Ever.

Love,
Mommy