Too Quiet...

As you all know, that is NEVER a good thing when there are toddlers around. I was in the kitchen feeding Lizzie and enjoying the peace and quiet,when all the sudden panic hit me..."Why is it so quiet????"

Oh, THAT'S why...

Don't they look like they are having the time of their lives?! All at the expense of my poor tree.
Yes, those are all the bead candy canes I made, now completely dismantled. They sure had fun doing it though. Amare' would pull all the beads off and Jacob would gather them up and throw them into the air. "Wee...it's raining pretty beads." They were put right in time out (after I got pictures of course) and both received stern lectures about not touching the tree, which I am sure they totally understood. I could tell by the blank stares on their faces as they followed my moving lips. "It's like she's trying to speak to me, I know it!" I could almost hear their little, silent, toddler conversation, "what the heck is she talking about?" "I don't know. She's crazy. Just let her have her shpill so we can get back to our path of destruction."

Earlier today I found Lizzie playing with the water in her sippy cup. I still can't figure out how she got the lid off without spilling it. She's tricky.
It's days like this that if you don't laugh, you will cry...or scream....and pull your hair out...and bang your head against the wall until sweet, sweet unconsciousness sets in and you don't have to worry about anything until the neighbors find your children running around in the street with no shoes or coats on and then find you laying on the floor, delirious and muttering to yourself and the psych ward comes to pick you up....ahhhhh. I prefer to laugh. :)