Yesterday at lunch I left Drew and Lyla at the table "eating" while I got a few dishes done. When I turned around-less than a minute later-Lyla had stuffed all of her grapes down her shirt!! Next up, a plate went flying into the floor, a child (who shall remain nameless!) jumped on the Diego car, and proceeded to drive through the ketchup. It was awesome. As if my floor is not disgusting enough as it is. Ketchup tracks. Delightful.