They've got a secret

I was just getting everything ready for naptime, finding binkies, blankets and Pooh Bears, when I heard laughter coming from the dining room table where my boys were eating lunch. Not just any laughter, but loud, squealing laughter. I decided I needed to see what was going on, so I made my way back to where they were sitting. As soon as I entered the room, the boys looked at each other, stopped laughing, and looked at me, wide-eyed and "innocent". Yeah, right...about as innocent as the cat with the canary in his mouth. I don't know what they were up to, but it actually made me very happy to see the brothers having their first "secret".