Troublemakers

I watched my nephew Justin for a few hours this week. He is a month older than Camden. Holy cow! Two- three year olds does not equal a quiet afternoon. :) They are loud, and rough and tough, sweet and cute, all rolled into 2 little bodies. My sister called to tell me when she was coming to pick them up. During that time, they went to the basement and were really quiet. So I went down calling their names. Nothing. We don't have a walk out basement, so I knew they were down there. I look in all the rooms, and there is still silence. Then between the wall and a big chair, I see 4 little eyes staring at me. I said, "Camden- what are you doing? Come on out." Camden says, " Okay. Fine. But I did NOT color on my face." He comes out and before I can even see what he has done, he shouts, "Okay, okay I colored on my face. Sorry!" He and Justin must have decorated each other because the backs of their necks, their backs, their shirts, faces and hands all had marker on it. Little stinkers! At least it was semi-washable though. :)

This was after we had already started cleaning. I wish it showed the "whole picture."