You didn't believe me?

Just in case you didn't believe my post yesterday. This afternoon, I was wiping up Little Monster (Did anyone tell you that potty trained does not mean they can wipe themselves? Me neither.). Butterball had just gotten up from a nap. I had given her some juice and was getting ready to prepare her some lunch since she had slept through it. We had already eaten our lunch (hot dogs).

Apparently, I left the package of hot dog rolls (they are called rolls here in New England, and they aren't shaped like hot dog buns -- but that's another post for another day) sitting on the table. When I returned to the kitchen to put them away, they weren't there. I turned around and there was a trail of hot dog buns leading out of the kitchen and down the hallway.

This is what I found:

I wonder where I'm going to find hot dog rolls as I clean the house this week. Anyone care to venture a guess? I am glad VCR's are a thing of the past.