We live in a house where everything is all open, one giant room for the kitchen, dining room and living room. I love it, it's very spacious and is great for entertaining. (We have people over all the time.) But there are drawbacks from not having many walls. One thing--I don't have an official pantry. You know, the closet where you keep your dry goods, cleaning supplies, boxed foods and maybe a broom? Yeah, don't have that, it kinda sucks.
I use an under the counter corner cabinet housing two vertically stacked lazy susans as my 'pantry'. These shelves are packed with all the crap a three year old needs to sustain life: Animal crackers, Multipals bars, tubs of individually packaged applesauce and mandrin oranges, spaghetti, cereal and mac and cheese boxes, some cookies for treats, ect. I've got all the lighter stuff on the top tier and the heavy canned goods on the bottom tier. When I open the cabinet and turn either lazy susan, they are stacked with so much bounty that they make a terrible screeching noise.
This morning I was putting away some items that were leftover from yesterday's snack. I suppose she heard the screech of the turning lazy susan and came running over to me with a big smile on her face.
"Mom! I hear the sounds of yummy snacks and treats!!"
It's kinda like when you're looking for a cat hiding in the house and you shake a bag of treats and wait for them to come running. I'm going to try that next time she's knee-deep in a sponge bob episode and isn't coming to dinner; I'll just open the cabinet and rotate that shelf like a DJ scratching a record.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
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HAH! I was thinking is was more like opening a can of tuna, and Ally comes running!!
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