Oops, he did it again...

These are the pumpkin cheesecake muffins I made this afternoon. After I made them, Jake and I went to the park for an hour. When we came home, there were only six and a half muffins left in the pan. Because eating six muffins would just be too much. After eating five and a half muffins the culprit decided that he just could NOT eat another bite. And there was Brady, laying on the floor all bloated, trying to act like he hadn't done anything wrong. Seriously, you would think I would have learned my lesson by now. The dog is as big as a horse and can reach anything on the counters if he wants it bad enough. And he loves freshly baked goods. I'm still not sure how he takes muffins out of the tin without pulling the pan onto the floor, but apparently he has his ways. The sad thing is that we're always talking about how dumb Brady is, but I feel like the dummy today.

I was so looking forward to freezing half of those muffins so we would have them to eat for breakfast next week. I guess Brady is just trying to teach me to live in the moment and not worry about tomorrow or next week's breakfast.