Boys and a war and Gummy bears... oh my.

Okay, so here is the story,
Jeff and I last week decided to go to Reno and spend some of our Income Tax return.
There are only so many places you can spend it here in this little town, and we wanted immediate satisfaction, so no online shopping.

Okay, So we knew we would be late getting home before the boys got home from school.
We left the back door unlocked and told the boys to call us as soon as they got home.
Ten phones calls later, I realized I had left my favorite, giant, from Sam's club, Gummy Bear bag open on the counter.
EEK! My gummy bears. the bears I snack on while I scrapbook. My one sweet treat I get everyday.
And since the boys have no self control, I knew they would be gone before I got home and I still had 30 minutes before I could get the bag away from them.
I called them.
Matthew answered the phone.
"GET OUT OF THE GUMMY BEARS NOW!!!!" I yelled into the phone.
"okay" matthew replied.
I told him to go put the bag on my bed, and stay out of my room.

Okay, when I do finally get home, yes, half the bag was gone, but it was my fault. I left in a hurry and just forgot to put them away.
As I clean over the next 5 days, I was finding gummy bears EVERYWHERE!!!
My sweet tasty treeat wasted all over the house. I wanted to cry.
I think they must have had a war. Because I didn't think I would ever find gummy bears in the places in the house that I found them.

Okay, so as I sat to feed Emma the other day, I noticed something on the wall.
Yes, it was a yellow gummy bear stuck to the wall.

That is all I have to say about that.