son up to son down

I was on the phone for just a few minutes yesterday while I was recanting the nightmare that is Sears Appliance repair (don't even get me started on them and how it is all still not working AND the Sears customer service/recovery/relations 800 numbers that kept me on hold for an hour and a half on Monday, plus another half an hour talking to six different people repeating all my information), when I rounded the corner to this...

Different angle to get the best perspective... notice Oliver is up on the steering wheel. This is a recipe for disaster huh?

Not only is it a ride-on vehicle, but it is also their stool. They are munching down on my homemade chex mix, which apparently has addictive qualities to it as they keep finding ways to get at it like little addicts that can't help themselves. And seriously, I was only out of sight for maybe two minutes tops.

Of course what makes it all the better is when I rounded the corner, I met eyes with Collin who promptly and appropriately said "uh oh!" Then started shoveling the chex into his mouth faster.

Though Collin has used this ride-on as his stool several times, this is the first time I have seen both on it. This, like many other things, puts me in mind of that saying "mothers of little boys work from son up to son down."