Apparently, my little sweet-toothed son had a morning snack before I was awake. Smart Isaac remembered I'd made 2 cakes this weekend for the first time in ages, and I guess he assumed correctly there was some leftover buttercream. However, in his haste, he forgot to remove the telltale sign of his partaking of his little foray into the fridge. This morning I saw a little spoon in the bowl, and giggled at his lack of guile. He's so sneaky, isn't he? :-)
