On the mornings that I am in charge of the boys, I have a basic routine. This routine involves me serving the boys breakfast at their table then going to pick out their clothes for the day and grabbing diapers and such. That way I can change and dress them as I clean them up from breakfast. Apparently during the 3-4 minutes I was gone they decided that they needed more cereal. Being the independent, helpful boys that they are, they got it themselves. Looks like it may be time to change my routine...
Dexter was picking each piece of cereal up and putting it back in the box, Simon was shoveling the evidence into his mouth by the double fist fulls and Linus fled the scene of the crime.
Dexter: "1, 2, 3, 4..."
Simon; "Ooh, look, a hat!"
Linus: "What cereal? I'm just over here eating yogurt like a good boy."
I'm *that* mom, so I made them help me clean up.
Them swinging the brooms like golf clubs was *extra* helpful. How else could I have gotten all that cereal under the fridge and the stove?
Linus: "Ooh, look, a hat!