pinto beans, are you serious!

still finding pinto beans hidden in "treasure" spots all over my house. my second set of twins and their cousin, whom i watch during the work week, took a look through the pantry and got their little hands on an 8 oz bag of pinto beans while i was doing laundry.  by the time i found them, it was already too late, the bag was completely empty.

this is something i am very used to by now, unfortunately.  my older twins, now four were known for their permanent marker fights that disfigured my living room furniture or using daddy's clippers to give each other hair cuts. 

i had gotten pretty good at preventing these covert operations, however i guess i have let my skills go during the last year of harmony.  but now we are at the threshold of the babies' experimental phase.  yet this time it is different, there are three nearly two year olds, strength in numbers.