I busted them. Hard. Because of this. Not only candy wrappers, but wrappers from fruit roll-ups, cheez-its, fruit snacks and cheese sticks. They were strewn about on the pantry floor and shelves, between cushions on the sofa, and dare I say it, underneath their beds. *gasp* So, I said to myself, “Self, two can play this game.” (And it’s not really a game nor is is the same, but I like that phrase.) From this point forward, for every wrapper I find on the floor and not in the trash, they will lose one day of eating these blessed treats. If I find one wrapper, they lose one day. If I find ten wrappers, they lose ten days. I am sick of it, sick of it, I tell you because I am not their maid. For cryin’ out loud, do these children KNOW what a trashcan is? Apparently not. What sorts of goodies do you find on the floor from your children?