Rocks, Rocks and More Rocks

I just wrote about how Isabelle likes to play in our fireplace rocks. Well Easton knows better because when Isabelle gets close to them he'll say, "Momma, sista pay with rocks," or "No, no sista." So yesterday afternoon I had Jacob, Easton and Isabelle. The boys were busy playing so I took Isabelle back in the bedroom with me and took a quick shower. I was gone maybe 5 minutes. I went to check on the boys and could not believe my eyes. They had taken EVERY tiny rock in the fireplace and thrown them on the floor. Our living room rug/floor was COVERED. I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. So I got 2 cups and told them to start picking them up. I think they knew they were in trouble because neither of them let out a peep.