At least... when they're working alone.
I've noticed a trend lately. When two or more of them are together, the mischief making compounds exponentially. (Do you like that math talk that I'm throwing around? Because I remember all sorts of stuff from 12th grade calculus. Or not).
The other night, Zoen was freaking out due to a combination of teething, tiredness, and over stimulation. He needed to be jammied and put to sleep, but keeping him somewhat calm was proving to be difficult, so I asked Caly to go into my room and get his pj's.
Now, awhile back, we inherited a large wooden bookcase and placed it in our room. Because Z still bunks with us and because there's limited storage in the boys' room, I decided to put Z's blankets, clothes and the like on the shelves. It's turned out to be a nice little system.
So, I sent her in there with the instructions as to where the jammies were, (shelf on the bottom closest to the door). She was gone for a long time.
Then she came back empty handed. "I can't find them!" She's my finder kid, so I tried describing the shelf again. And she trotted off saying, "I'll get them now!" Of course, Sayer heard her and started yelling, "NO! I WILL FIND DEM!" and the two raced into my room.
I focused my attention on the 4 legged octopus that was still fussing in my arms. I finally got him settled and realized that the two middle kids had been gone... and quiet... for way, way too long.
I asked Lexi... "Hey, so um, where are your sister and brother?"
She cheerily responded, "They're in your room!"
She ran off to investigate. Thirty seconds later, "Mooooooooooooooooooom! They took all of the clothes off the shelf!"
I sighed, knowing that I'd have reorganize the shelf they took apart. But no biggie.
Then I got up and walked into the room.
And this is what I found:
Every shelf emptied. They were even innovative enough to get a stool for the top few shelves. And it included dumping a bag full of recently outgrown clothes into the pile and MIXING THEM UP. "We stirred them! It's like soup!"
I dug through the pile, found some jammies, and got everyone in bed.
Then I collapsed on the couch and turned a movie on. And my gaze traveled downward and landed on this:
Of course. (Murphey's Law of Parenting: Episode 1289)