Caught In The Act!

Yesterday, baby dinner-time was going to be considerably and inevitably late.

Husband was running late leaving from work, which meant that I needed to pick Bregon up from the Renzi Center.

The Renzi Center classes are over at 5:30 each day, meaning that if I must pick up Bregon, the babies must wait to have their dinner until after we get back from the ride.

I could feed them earlier, but it just confuses them more, and they just will not eat early.

So, I innocently sat at my computer working, listening for the tell-tale signs of baby trouble that might signal a problem in baby-land.

The usual draw rifling noises never came, and I didn't hear the rustling of the fireplace fan that would clue me in that somebody wanted to play in the sandbox, so silly me thought everything was good.

WRONG WRONG WRONG! Quiet, or lack of tell-tale noises does NOT mean that trouble is not amiss!

It was time for me to load the babies into the van and head down to the Renzi Center, when I walked into the living room and found that they had indeed been sneaky, naughty little babies!

The tip-off might have been the fact that Kaiden was sitting in the middle of the floor gnawing on the plastic cookie container that was now in two pieces.

Or maybe it was the tea-pot full of crumbled cookie bits that Vivienne was trying desperately to pass off as normal that clued me in.

I shrugged it off knowing that I had a deadline to meet, and went to scoop up Kian to take him and buckle him into his car seat.

That's when it hit me. He was standing there with that huge crooked grin across his face, laughing at something.

Then I noticed that his face was all chocolatie. I really didn't want to touch the gooey baby boy, but I had to compromise and do something because Bregon was waiting!

Kian had no less than two formerly whole cookies clutched in his little fists, the bigger bits resting against his chest, nestled in the crooks of his arms so that he wouldn't lose them.

He was disgusting and trailing cookie bits EVERYWHERE! Did I mention I do not like mess?

The only way I thought that I might survive this, was to scoop him up like an infant and use his body to keep the crumbs from tracking all the way across the living room, down the hallway and out to the yard where I could brush him off!

It worked, basically. I didn't trail anymore cookie crumbles or bits inside the house.

But, when I stood him up outside in the front yard to brush him off, cookie went EVERYWHERE!

He lost the bigger bits, and I was fortunately able to get most of the cookie to land in the yard and off of the baby!

I sat him in the van, leaving him with a few bits in each fist to appease him so that he didn't feel cheated or anything.

Then, I went back for more babies! Thankfully, nobody else was hoarding any cookie bits on their actual person.

Kai apparently had eaten his share, and had a chocolate-stained face to show for his misdeeds.

Vivienne was more lady-like in her endeavors, having kept her share inside her teapot for safe keeping and to keep everything tidy.

But, I know now, that the babies are even more sneaky now than they EVER were!

I simply cannot rely on the usual tell-tale noises to know when mischief is occurring!