Rascals

I walked into the kitchen, and I found this:  a cute little tiny mouse dressed in her brothers’ old digger jammies (aunt katie does not like it when sister wears her brother’s jammies, by the way, but there were not many laundry days this week and this is what we had!) who was rooting around in the pantry until she found herself a tasty treat!

While this is not a great picture, you can very easily tell that Little Miss was quite proud of her craftiness!

Planning our own snack times does run in our family, you see.  Her mama has a history with cheerios on the floor as well (if you throw them on the floor, you know where they are when you want a snack later!) . . . and her brothers have spent (and still spend) some quality time in the pantry digging for some snacks as well . . .

Anyone remember these two turkeys?

They seized Daddy’s box of Cheez-Its when they were 14 months (Sister will be 14 months in about 2 weeks!)

Getting into the bag and box were a challenge, but they persevered . . .

And they were also quite proud of themselves!

Ah, yes!  Sweet victory!

Taste the goodness!

These two started their morning off with some fun . . . I think William would have been in there, too, if he could figure out how to hurdle the side of the crib without smashing his sister.  Please note the farm, animals, and multitude of pillows (or, piddows, as H says) that entered the crib along with Brother!

And, this week was a week for haircuts . . .

for handsome boys and turkeys!

Gobble, Gobble, Gobble from my three rascals!