This is What Happens

This is what happens when I'm in the sewing room, not-quite-frantically-but-close working on Easter dresses and I leave her alone for a bit. She is newly capable of opening up our tall food cupboards, and she got down my brand new giant box of mashed potato flakes. Sigh. I have also found her with a potato before, generally chewing down on it. Yay for dirt.