BUTTERFINGER® Bar Insurance

So we recently transitioned over from a crib to a toddler bed for my daughter. I was lying in bed when I heard her door open and shut so I got out of bed to see what she was doing. I watched as she scooted down the stairs in the dark and went into the living room (she didn't realize I was right behind her). She walked from the living room into the kitchen and opened the fridge door and took out my last Butterfinger. (I could hardly contain my laughter)I yelled "What are you doing" and she spun around with chocolate all over her face, dropped the candy bar, and said "I didn't do it daddy!"