Looting

The deal was, the gingerbread house was off-limits until Halloween. Someone (cough*Ellie*cough) managed to eat all the candy corn out of the front yard a bit prematurely. But the real noshing began Nov. 1. Mmm. Stale gingerbread.
Like savages, they were. Will even pulled the house off its foundation.
Little Miss Delicate, nibbling her gingerbread.
Can't fool us, Elle, the black-frosting tongue is a dead giveaway.
Eeeew and yum! at the same time.