So much trouble

Lately we've been giving Nick a little more independence inside the house. He will regularly go downstairs to play or watch movies just so he won't be bothered by his little brother. We thought he just enjoyed the alone time. Today, we learned otherwise.

Apparently, he also likes the stash of food and juice in the basement (I'm a bit of a stockpiler). He came upstairs today looking like this(note the evidencen around his mouth):


Well, minus that mad face. That came after I went downstairs and found this:


Um, that bag of cookies was full, as in unopened, when he went down there. How he isn't sick I will never know. Needless to say, he's "grounded" from the basement for the rest of the week. And I had to go in the other room and laugh.