Going Fishing

After a very, very long day of disobedient children I had banished Emily and Ben to the downstairs till dinner was ready (About a 2 hour naughty time). When I went downstairs to tell them to come eat....they saw me and went hiding. I found a trail of big swedish fish leading to the playyard, which was apparently the pond that they were fishing from. Their fishing pole was our playground swing that we had brought in for the winter season. They used this because as Ben said so simply, "it's a chain with a hook on the end".


I asked how he got the swing and Daddy's 4 lb bag of swedish fish from costco, (don't we love Jonathan) out of the locked cold storage room. Ben ran and got the key he had hidden for later pillaging and said with full pride, "let me show you mom, it was easy. I just stacked up the tubs and then I swung my blanket up and it knocked down the key. Then I opened it...... But mom, I locked it after I got the fish out."
(I took his picture while he was reenacting his story.)

We now have to get magnetic locks on all our cupboards and hide all our keys.