The dudes got up extra early today. I forgot I promised big dude that he could have a banana muffin for breakfast. Apparently he didn’t. He woke up little dude at 5.23am and they sneaked downstairs. Well, as much as a 3 and a 5 year old can sneak. I heard them, checked the clock and turned around and pulled the blanket over my head. Yes, I’m that mom. But anyways, they decided to help themselves. That means, the 7 left over muffins from yesterday were gone, but what magically appeared all over my floors was sprinkles. Lots of them. Oh yeah, a few seem to have made it to the plate. Don’t ask me why they needed them, the muffins didn’t have frosting. But it looks like they really needed those sprinkles.