Snack Time Gone Wild

Snack Time with Graham Crackers Gone Wild

Let me tell y’all a story about two little boys. We’ll call them Brady and Jesse (cause that’s their names). It was a quiet morning until snack time with Graham crackers gone wild happened. I’ll start by saying they aren’t typically this mischievous, so don’t get any weird ideas that this happens every single day. I’m not saying it isn’t a circus most of the day with acrobatics, sporadic yelling, and lots of back and forth “mine”, “no, mine!” It can get chaotic sometimes (a lot!), ha-ha.

These two Weren’t Cute Today

When we start our homeschool day I always start with Brady while the girls play with Jesse. When Brady is done, the girls start their lessons with my lead while Brady and Jesse play together. Okay, not so much play as fight over toys (even when they have the exact same toys), jump on the furniture, and I don’t tally it, but I think they eat about 10 times. (It only takes us about 2 hours to do school) When they do get out of hand, we separate them, and I’ll ask one of the older boys to take a break from school to play with Jesse in another room and give Brady a little tablet time. I could have sworn I asked the oldest boy to help. Apparently, I only thought it in my head because he knew nothing about it. (I mean, never mind that he looked at me and said, “ok.” Since teenagers listen so well everything was under control, right? (Eye roll) Keep reading to find out what happened in the kitchen with these two….it wasn’t cute. I mean, it might be since they aren’t your youngins. LOL

Set Scene

We homeschool in my office/craft room and since it is technically the dining room per the floor plan there are no doors, just two doorways. One leads into the kitchen. When I’m sitting at my desk, I cannot see the kitchen island so I can only see part of the kitchen.

They Asked for a Snack

The boys asked for a snack. I gave them the easiest thing, which turned out to be the dumbest thing that day…. graham crackers. Now, this isn’t my first rodeo, and I still made a major mistake. I seriously left a whole pack of crackers on the counter for a 5- and 3-year-old. Mistake number two was me believing that my oldest son was coherent when he said he’d help keep the boys in the kitchen and watch them.

They Didn’t Eat But They Had Fun

While I was in the middle of the lesson with the two girls, the two boys got awfully loud. They were running around the center island in the kitchen. As if in a race. What the heck happened to their supervision?! I walk to the doorway that opens into the kitchen to see exactly what was going on. Y’all, I bet those two didn’t eat even one cracker! If they did, it didn’t matter because most of the crackers were on the floor! They were running and marching around the island to crunch them up nice and small. CRUMBS were everywhere, EVERYWHERE! I saw it, and still couldn’t believe it. These two were having an absolute ball, laughing, and maybe even mocking me as they made the mess bigger and bigger. (I wish I had a picture.)

Annoyed and Gross

At this point I was very annoyed. I’m sure I was mumbling not so nice things, who knows. I did mention to my oldest that this is a prime example of why they can’t be left alone. My favorite is the deer in head lights look I got. I got the vacuum and cleaned it all up. Oh, did I mention that the 3-year-old had taken a bite, chewed and spit some out on the counter. It looked like some weird regurgitation. Why are toddlers so gross?

Guess What Happened Next

Just as I finished making sure I had it all off the floor you’ll never guess what I heard next….the alarm panel said, “Nursery window open.” The second I put the vacuum back and walked back to finish school we heard the alert. I may or may not have said an expletive, ha-ha. I walked to the boys’ room and sure enough Brady had the blinds up and the window open. Both of them standing in front of the window all smiles. I’m telling y’all, you put two boys or more together and it’s like a pack of wild dogs. You never know what they will do. This all happened before 11 am. We still had a whole day left with those two. Shoot, I’m tired and need a nap just writing this.

When is Nap time?

I’m not even ashamed to admit that I look forward to nap time and bedtime on most days, ha-ha. It is exhausting keeping up with those two and I have some help around here. I’m also not ashamed to admit that when the 3-year-old wakes up in the middle of the night, as he often does, and I see him walking towards me, I hold my arms out and say, “Come here baby, I missed you.” Then we snuggle up and go back to sleep.

Disclaimer: in case you are worried. We live in a ranch home on a slab so the window is very close to the ground and the window was open, but they still couldn’t get out. Extra safety measures have been put in place.

Pretty Please, with Sugar on Top

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