Clearly, dinner should have been served at 4, because the twins are attacking the fridge contents like ravening wolves.
A picture can’t show the frantic, multi-pronged attack on the fridge which I was unable to prevent because there were 2 of them—
while I pulled one back, the other was diving in. I surrendered as they emerged triumphant, tortillas in hand.
Those poor, starving boys.
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Also today:
Andrew vs. 2quarts of pink lemonade….
Andrew 1, kitchen floor 0
Grant vs. brand new mega roll of TP…
Grant 1, toilet 0
Me: 2 mops and a plunger is my new theme song
#twinboys #scavengedtortillasarethebesttortillas
Marvelous Pigs in Satin 
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