Hoarder

So I bought this massive box of ice pops. My freezer is full of crap, so I shoved half in and left the other half in the box. The next day, the box lay empty by the door. I assumed Jeffrey had figured out a way to fit them all in freezer, so the box went out with the trash.

Now let's read a book.

Yup, in one of the book cabinets. Because that makes sense, Madelynn.

"You want an ice pop, Mommy?"
I prefer mine frozen, thanks.