Cheerio Bandit

The other day Chuck and I had landed on the couch after a long day of work followed by household chores. Tate was doing his normal thing... running from one room to the next playing with toys and random objects in the house. All of a sudden it got quiet. All you parents out there know that when it's quiet someone is getting into mischief. I turned to Chuck and asked "where's Tate?" About that time we heard a noise from the kitchen. We both scrambled to our feet and hurried into the next room. There we found him. He was caught red-handed! Tate managed to open the cabinet door, pull the Cheerio's out of the cabinet, pull the bag out of the box and help himself to an "all-you-eat" serving of Cheerio's.