I was in our office trying to actually get it somewhat clean and unpacked and organized when I realized that the Wingmen had been awfully quite for a bit. I went out to the livingroom to discover that The Boy had dumped an ENTIRE thing of chocolate pudding on TOP of his brother's head. And rubbed it in. And The Baby was totally enjoying this new form of aromatherapy massage.
THIS is why I can never get anything accomplished in my house.