Brownies, anyone?

Tonight we had a few friends over to help plan the next couple of meetings for the 5th and 6th graders at church. We managed to get both John and Eve bathed before they arrived with dinner, but didn't bother to put John's pajamas on. He'd only mess them up when he ate. So, he was watching "Cars" and I noticed he kept putting his hands down his pants. I made a comment that we should do something about that, to which Buck responded "just like his Daddy". Of course he thought it was funny. After we ate, we put his pajamas on and started our meeting. I had brownies in the oven, and was feeding Eve when the buzzer went off, so I asked Buck to check on them. With brownies on the brain, it took a minute to register that the brown gooey stuff all over John's hand wasn't brownie mix! I called for Buck to come quickly. Unfortunatly John was quicker...yes, he did stick his hand in his mouth. You better believe I'll be telling this one to his girlfriends!