One Of These Things is not Like the Others

The latch I finally found for the fridge was $3.00 very well spent, but there's still the challenge of training everyone to remember to use it. Here's the smaller, cuter consequence of someone forgetting to latch it today:

I couldn't resist buying the flip flops this morning when Ellen kept holding them out to me and saying, "Uh ahn leppers [want slippers], Mama." And apparently, she couldn't resist putting them in the fridge for safekeeping after we got home.

I won't go into too much detail about the other, less cute consequence, but I will say that what had been on the shelf before the flip flops was a bag of dried apricots, and that Ellen ate most of what was left of them, and that there followed later the steaming of carpets and the soaking of soiled clothes, and a few baths, and a bath "incident" necessitating the bleaching of bath toys -- and I think I've now gone into too much detail.