Sometimes I'm a very slow learner. I cannot leave food unlocked, even when I'm in the room. Last night I discovered Daughter had eaten the last 2 pieces of peanut butter fudge someone gave me (I'd been sharing, and supposedly she hates peanut butter). This morning I realized that when I told she could finish one of the 2 liter bottles of sugar free pop, she'd also taken the other one.
It's a snow day, and so I'm letting her sleep in. I'm going to try a different approach this morning. I'm going to apologize (repeatedly, laying it on thick) for failing to keep her safe by leaving food unlocked. I'm hoping the guilt trip will work. I had a great teacher on guilt trips-- Mom. In honor of her memory, I'll see how well it works on Daughter.
I don't think I'll wake her up this morning. The longer she sleeps, the longer I can enjoy a quiet house. I like a quiet house.