What's keeping you so busy?

Yesterday my dad came and installed locks on the door to the garage and the front door.  I'd spent tons of time dragging the little guys out of the garage, and Jack could leave through the front if he wished.  I was so grateful.

This morning, during family scripture time, once all the kids and Wesley were ready for the day, Anthony came lurching in from the garage (he'd been able to get in because the older kids had been going in for their shoes and backpacks).  In horrible slow motion, we realized he was covered in cat poop.  Wesley commented:  "Now I know why monsters in movies walk the way they do.  It's after babies."