Supper sillies

The boys ate before Dad came home last night and had the sillies.  It started when I looked up to see Asher painted in technicolor in his Palak Paneer and Dal Masala (some TJ's Indian food I had on hand for when cooking is Just Not Possible) and started laughing.  Asher looked at me with his cherub smile and said, "What so funny, mama?" and then Owen joined in with 'cheeseball' faces :}  Asher got to eat his plum cobbler (which he and I made earlier in the day while Owen was at preschool and Eden was in the carrier...hmm, pie-making and babywearing, not the easiest combo) after inhaling his food, and Owen, my temporarily picky eater, said he would not take more than his obligatory tasting bite, and would eat his foot instead.  Which he then demonstrated :)