We were out running errands this morning and when I got home, O was ready for lunch. I brought in my groceries, got the boys an apple, and sat down to feed O. I'm sitting there, and I can hear the boys in the kitchen. It sounds like they've pulled things from the drawer they know they're not supposed to be in (but they also know I'm pre-occupied with O). Once I was half way done feeding I thought I better check it out. I came around the corner to these two faces.
Once I got a little closer I saw this.
(please ignore my dirty, nasty sink)
Yep, it's confirmed...I am definetly the Mother of the Year.