It started in their bedroom. Their pjs are on the floor and that cord is coming from a portable heater in their closet that hasn't been touched since April.
As I tracked them across the house, I came across this characteristic mess. It's the kind that's not that big but deadly if you come across it while carrying a laundry basket or a crying child.
Only ten feet away, another pile. Mind you, all these piles were left in a half-hour window.
I caught the girls up to their own mess making in the craft room. The nice thing about the girls is that they can clean up after themselves, by themselves.
Finally, I stumbled upon the culprits. They were all smiles. Full of mischief but ever so cute... what's a mom to do!
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It's boys, I'm telling you. The older my children get, the more I believe in nature vs nurture. Boys!!
They are getting so handsome, though. You sure make good lookin' kids!
Oh, good luck to you...they are going to have SO MANY THINGS to teach their little brother.....my condolences.....
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