I Should Have Known

So Saturday morning, Arnold went to a prayer breakfast at church and I was left alone with the girls. I hopped into the shower about 10am and left the door wide open so that I could keep an ear out for the girls. They were downstairs playing. I would call out to Peyton every few minutes to make sure she was still downstairs. She answered me every time, but they were unusually quite. I thought it was a little unlike them to be so quite (usually there would be some screaming, crying, and unkind behavior going on between the two of them). Well, lo and behold, I should have known. They were crouched down under the table and had gotten into the little chocolate bunnies, eggs, and coins. From counting the wrappers, I came up with the number 13. They had eaten 13 pieces all together. I'm suprised they weren't sick! Below are some pictures.