Since when is my kid smarter than me?

So Kendall had her first trick-or-treat experience on Saturday - she dressed up as the cutest unicorn in all the land and hit about 20 houses with her friend Riley. We came back home on Saturday and she didn't seem all that interested in her loot, so I put the pumpkin bucket in the laundry room and haven't thought anything of it.

Last night as soon as we got home, she walks over to the laundry area, opens the door and asks for a treat. Um - where did that come from? #1 - she never opens the laundry door and #2 - I didn't even know she saw me put it there. So I give her a treat (an itty bitty bag of Skittles for those inquiring minds) and she went on about her business. While she was over in the living room playing and I was SURE she wasn't looking, I took it upon myself to put the pumpkin bucket in the pantry. Safe spot because she didn't see me put it there and I put it up high enough that it wouldn't catch her eye should I open the pantry in front of her.

I go into the office and piddle around some and the next thing I know, in Kendall walks, swinging her PUMPKIN BUCKET and asks for a treat. WHAT!?!?!?! So not only did she OPEN the pantry door, she somehow figured out how to get the bucket down and bring it to me. Geez Louise - she's outsmarting me already.

Just for the record, the pumpkin bucket is hidden in the pots and pans cabinet now.