Things like this don't just happen when I am home alone with the kids.
Today, Tracy had the day off and decided to vacuum out
and wipe down the inside of the van (bless him).
I was busy feeding a cranky Ollie and trying to get him to take a nap.
This is what Jack was doing....
Once you get past the sheepish, I'm-up-to-no-good grin, you may notice the margarine masterpiece behind him. Yep, that would be all six cubes of margarine that were neatly wrapped in their foil and closed in their boxes only minutes before. Now the boxes are hanging out of and lying near the garbage can. The wrappers? They are ever so discreetly tucked under the front of the refrigerator. The cubes, now full of fingerprint personality, are carefully lined up awaiting their next pot of Mac and Cheese. Jack? Greasy and very proud.