I know some of you caught this on twitter or facebook, but I thought I would repeat here for documentation of my life purposes.
The boys were taking a bath this week and decided to take all of the towels from the linen closet (save one blue washcloth) into the tub with them.
Nice. Wet, heavy bath towels lining the tub.
They wanted me to go downstairs and get them some new towels to dry off with, for they were cold.
Of course I didn't. I handed them the lone washcloth and we had a little convo about consequences for our actions.
Gotta love natural consequences.
So they dried off, got dressed and warmed up.
Somehow, I don't think they are going to go down that particular path again.
There will always be a new one.