A Free Spirit

We all love Aliece, but we know that she is somewhat of a "free spirit". She just likes to go where she wants to, do what she wants to, without any concern for rules or laws that have been set in stone for ages by her parents.

Amber was having a pre-school meeting with other moms at our house. All of the moms had their kids playing in our back yard, so the mothers met at the picnic table in the yard to make sure the kids would be fine during their meeting. Well, their meeting started and the kids played joyously in the yard near them. I guess Aliece kept the kids well stocked with snacks...during the meeting Aliece went into the house, opened the pantry and got out peanuts, fruit snacks and in the freezer she got out popsicles. After emptying our pantry and freezer, she then proceeded to hand them out to all of the kids outside. Amber was aware of this until it was too late and only a couple of packages of fruit snacks were found in the bottom of the retail-sized box.

When the mom's were leaving, Amber was helping them gather their things and their children. After they left, Amber saw Aliece playing with a metal flag lawn decoration. She knew that it wasn't ours and was tried to figure out where she had seen that ornament before. After a few minutes of pondering, Amber realized that it was from a neighbor's house that was clear around the block on on the other side of the street. Sometime while Amber was helping the moms gather their things, Aliece had left the back yard, walked around the block, crossed the street and snatched the lawn ornament and returned.

Amber was exhausted and exasperated. She was venting to one of the neighbor ladies a few doors down about Aliece's adventures. Her fried told her that was funny, but Aliece has been "Delivering" their newspaper to them every morning. Both Amber and I are usually home in the morning getting dressed and ready for the day, but I guess Aliece makes it a daily routine to leave the house, walk a few doors down, pick up the neighbor's newspaper, ring their doorbell, and hand their paper to them. Then she returns home without us knowing any better.