Update to the Otter Pops post.  I went out to soccer practice with our younger son.  When I came home, I found that my wife had already given Anthony a bath, and I asked why.  She had taken our daughter out briefly so she could go to a local play, figured Anthony would be all right for less than 10 minutes, and left him home.  When she came home, Anthony had pulled a new box of Otter Pops, yet unfrozen, out of the freezer, cut open several of them, and gotten the contents all over himself and the counter (and my laptop!).  So, we either watch Anthony at all times, or get a chain lock for the refrigerator/freezer.