Partners in Crime. . .

Last week it was syrup. Thirty-two plus ounces were used to decorate our carpet, chair, sofa, and ottoman. The tile was covered as well, as if they had rolled around in it, and then danced around the house. I heard them giggling, and soon the giggles turned to the kind every mother knows. You know the one where it sounds like they are conspiring to put the dog in the dryer? Instead of getting out of bed, I pulled the pillow over my head. It was only when I heard Brandon saying, "TROUBLE! You two are in BIG trouble!" that I decided I should get up and assess the situation. Well, they are getting smarter because this week, it was markers. They silently traced all the tile grout in our kitchen with a yellow highlighter, colored on one entire wall with markers, and then traced the chair rail around the kitchen and foyer. They covered the refrigerator with crayon as well. Not a peep out of either of them so we woke up to a lovely decorating job.