The Whole World is Her Refrigerator

Lea Anna had another busy night. She was constantly rummaging in the refrigerator. She drank massive quantities of chocolate milk, whole milk, ate half a slice of cold pizza, two slices of apple spice bread, a chocolate cookie bar and as I was just staring in disbelief, she grabbed a spoon from the silverware drawer and started digging it into a little tray of fudge that I brought home from work (she ended up with two pieces of that before I wised up and stashed it). This started just a half hour after she ate dinner. She has her cousin Joe's kitchen pretty well staked out too, and often bums popsicles off our next door neighbor. My question is where the heck does she put it all?