Cabin Fever

We are ready for Spring! I am blaming all the trouble the twins seem to find on being cooped up in the house. I truthfully rotate calling plumbers. It is far too embarrassing for one plumber to know all our adventures in clogging and flooding. Just proof of the power of example--I caught Meg not long ago on the "phone" with the plumber trying to fix the toilet. So sad, so hilarious. Justin has an amazing sixth sense. A door is unlocked, he senses it and is gone. The food room is open, he knows it and begins tearing down the cans. I put jam out to thaw a little and well...I needed an entirely new carton of jam.

Back to that sixth sense...here is an escape attempt:

When all else fails. I stick them in the trees.