Uh ohhhhh...

Building on the oh no they didn't post...

Daddy is home with the kids this week while Erin is on vacation. He said the twins were fighting their nap, having a good old play time in their cribs. He had to check on them several times. The last time he went up Collin was not in his crib. Collin was not on the floor looking at books. Collin was not anywhere in the room that he could see or hear, yet he was certain he hadn't opened the door and walked out. He said he started yelling for Collin, while Oliver just stood in his crib and laughed. No sign or sound of Collin. He called his name some more. Nothing. Then heard a little rustle in the closet. He opened it to find Collin had pulled down their extra blankets, burrowed down into them and was hiding in the closet and apparently closed the door...the door was only slightly open. Collin immediately started laughing, as if it was a game. Seriously people, we are not ready for the toddler beds yet! Much less twin soon-to-be two year old boys that are clearly smarter than us.

Oh, and daddy asked if he could go to work tomorrow rather than stay home with the kids... after just one day. By the end of the week, I'll probably find him huddled in a corner, silently mumbling to himself with drool falling from his mouth. Three boys four years old and under can have that affect on you after all.

Just kidding honey - you did a great job, you'll be fine this week... but for the record you did rather seriously ask to go to work tomorrow instead.