I've already posted about Natalie getting into the pantry and getting a mouthful of cloves. At Christmas, while I was attempting to make fruitcake, she poured out the entire bottle of vanilla extract. Well, today we had another venture into spice world.
I was making cinnamon toast for breakfast. In an effort to "healthy it up" a bit, I used honey instead of white sugar. I was mixing the butter, cinnamon, and honey together in a bowl so I could spread it on the slices of bread. Natalie (who had already snitched a bite of bread) got a hold of the cinnamon...and dumped most of it on said piece of bread.
Oh, what a mess. I managed to get most of it cleaned up and even got most of it scraped off of the bread. But it was still the most cinnamon-y bread you have EVER seen. There was a TON of cinnamon on that bread.
Natalie loved it. She devoured every last bite. We joked that she's a new Spice Girl. Nelson jokingly dubbed her "Bratty Spice." I think maybe Mischief Spice would work.