Why My House Isn't Clean

The nursery typically looks something like this in the morning...

Until they discovered how to get into all of the drawers...

They try to make it up by acting all cute, Max: 'Here sister, kisses'...

Ella: 'What? It wasn't me?'

Together: 'If we smile really big she won't remember the mess we made.'

Until we make another one at lunch...

Maxwell: 'Aw Mom, it's just a little game I play.'

Ella: 'I can't believe you just did that.'

I can. And you'll do it again. Little stinkers.