Trouble

Today is laundry day... three kids, LOTS of laundry. I had piles of dirty laundry on my freshly stripped bed, sorted and ready to rock and roll...

Gast forward a couple hours and Quinn who has been so nicely and quietly playing blocks in his room (or so I thought)... time to throw in a new load...

Not quite so neat and tidy and sorted anymore.... but look at this face. Can't get mad.