Get Out of the Refrigerator and Go To Bed!

Have you ever blamed one of your kids for something that they DIDN'T do? Yea, I thought so! Me, too! But I still think that I was justified! My son, Brian, likes his food. Always has. Always will. So when I started to hear the refrigerator opening in the middle of the night and plastic wrap rustling I just knew it was him! Yelling at him to get out of the refrigerator and go to bed, I turned over and went back to sleep!

After several weeks of crinkling paper, no sleep, and bread wrappers on the floor, my last nerve snapped! Loaded for bear, I grabbed my robe and prepared to give that boy a tongue-lashing! Coming down the stairs and traipsing through the dining room, I noticed that the only visible light came from the fridge. Preparing to give him the fright of his life, I grabbed the open refrigerator door...and screamed! With a hiss and a howl, our cat, Tiger, scrambled for dear life! That darn cat had learned how to open and close the refrigerator door! He was feasting while for weeks I'd been furious and fuming. By the time I realized what had been going on, he had shredded the seal to the door and gained 5 pounds. And Brian, bless his adolescent heart, was innocent and back in my good graces again...

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