Too funny not to share

As you all know, Cody is the most picky eater that ever walked the planet.  This past weekend, on an overcast lazy Sunday I decided to rest and relax in stead of get a hundred things done (including grocery shopping.)  So pickins were slim for supper.  I made eggs and biscuits, which Cody declared was not supper and refused to even enter the kitchen when we ate.  I am pretty close to done fighting with him about food, so I told him that was fine.  If he wanted to choose to be hungry, that was nice and to please not complain and ruin dinner for the rest of us.  Emilee, sensing my frustration, sat down and said, "Mommy this is the best supper ever!" and took a big happy bite of her biscuit.
So after dinner I did run to the store, so we would have some suitable food.  While I was gone Bret was working on a project on the porch.  It had been a little more involved than he expected so he and the kids had spent most of the day out there.  While I was gone Bret heard the porch door slam and looked up to see that Cody was gone.  He went all through the house looking for him.  He searched outside with a flashlight, certain he must be in the yard since he was not inside.  He did not find him anywhere and was starting to get a little worried.  He came back inside to do another sweep of the house to find Cody sitting quietly under the kitchen table, hiding, and eating lollipops.  He said that was the only food he could reach in the closet and he was getting hungry.  Bret was so relieved to find him I think he was pretty kind to a kid that stole and began to eat lollipops for his dinner.