So I'm about to cook some mushrooms and I reach into the butter box in the fridge and...

This is what I find. It was whole last night when I cooked dinner.

Child #4 also known as the three year old butter junkie strikes again.

I originally thought it was Child #3 who was gnawing on the butter lately because the previous one I found was a stick that had been unwrapped, gnawed on and then *perfectly* re-wrapped and put back into the butter box. Very very sneaky.