Creepy

I am a tosser, McDonald's toys, broken toys or old kid art projects...into the garbage they go.  If I have to pick up little pieces of toys they usually end up in the garbage quickly.  Recently I discovered a stash of item "rescued" from the trash under the couch.  Let me tell you, it was NOT pretty.  I knew right away who the guilty one was:

We were all hanging out in the family room & Annie was cuddled up with her dad.  I was telling Kelly (hubby) about it, "It seems we have a dumpster diver in the family."  & I told him about the stash under the couch.  When he looked at her she just smiled big & let out a huge happy sigh, "Ahhhhhh!  I love a morning dive." 

So my chances of cutting her off are not good :)

But there is one thing that I have thrown away & thrown away & he keeps coming back:

Can you see why it is a little creepy? 

I can't even tell you how many times I have thrown him away!

But somehow he keeps popping up...

It is a bit like a bad horror movie :)

I am going to have to take drastic measures & stick him on the bottom of the trash & take him out to the garage...so if you don't hear from me for a few days....be afraid....be very afraid.  :)

True story...although the last few pics were rigged by me.