The Chocolate Bandit Strikes Again!

The mother of many little ones sat and nursed her baby as she did what millions of mothers have done before her: surfed the Internet. With the playroom freshly cleaned and her 3 year old happily occupied with his train set, she felt it was the perfect opportunity to catch up on all her friend's lives, via the blogosphere.

The scene was peaceful. So peaceful in fact that she did not realize that her 3 year old had disappeared down the stairs. Happily she jumped from blog to blog, laughing at the antics of other people's children. Little did she know the horror she was in for.

She was interrupted with a giggle coming from the mouth of The Chocolate Bandit! The Chocolate Bandit had not been seen in this neighborhood for at least 2 weeks. Once the Halloween candy stash had been depleted, he moved on to parts unknown. But he was back, and with a vengeance, too.

There he was, all three feet and a few inches of him. Covered head to toe in chocolate powder, giggling at the top of the stairs. His jaunty little smile, surrounded by a chocolate goatee, oozed delight. He dared the mother to get mad at him.

She wanted to spank that little stinker so bad, but something held back her hand. Instead she carried him at arm's length to the bathroom. He was plopped right into the tub with no pomp. Or circumstance. The mother took a quick picture just to prove the existence of this elusive little fellow that had plagued their lives, and Halloween candy buckets.


After he was washed and pronounced fit to inhabit the area she noticed that The Chocolate Bandit had disappeared and her little boy was in his place.

"It must have been a bad dream," the mother thought to herself.

She scooped up her sweet little baby, took the boy by the hand and descended the stairs. And here's what she found, the canister of hot cocoa mix (that she just purchased the day before!!!), scattered all around. Little hand and footprints worthy of a crime scene on CSI.

"If that Chocolate Bandit ever shows his face again, I'll spank his little bum cheeks!" she said out loud.

To which her little boy asked, "Mom, what's a chocolate bandit?"