It’s moments like this that I feel need to be documented because the older the kids get the less things like this will happen.
When I feed Caroline, I often feel like this is the boys chance to get into mischief. For the most part they stay out of trouble, but it is like they know I am distracted. Caroline was pretty upset, so my focus was on feeding her, and I ask the boys to please stay where I can see them, which usually isn’t a problem. Except for this particular day.
George sits on the other side of the counter, out of my sight, but I can definitely hear him playing with his cars. I also figured, if he got into anything I would hear him or have the “informant” aka Russell report back. Soon, Russell goes out of my line of sight, but I hear him and George playing demolition derby and giggling, so I figure everything is ok. Then suddenly silence. This is when I know they are into something. I stop feeding Caroline, which for anyone who is feeding a baby, to interrupt them is a nightmare. I round the corner, and both boys are elbow deep in an Entemmenn’s chocolate doughnut box. 
I asked what they were doing, and Russell said they were hungry. Oh well. Doughnuts for dinner never hurt anyone, right? Happy Weekend, Everyone!
