Except they did.
And they were quite please with themselves. I think it was a team effort, except the left hand didn't really know what the right hand was doing, but instead got incredibly lucky. They were so upset when I ended my call and promptly undid all their hard work. As I was telling my husband about it later, I decided it was like a National Geographic video of little monkeys that discover some fruit that they don't know what to do with. They all stand around chattering rapidly and occasionally flinging the object in the air and then, lo and behold! the fruit cracks open and they all dance around excitedly at their victory. So. Picture that next time you think of my children.
By the way, here is a sickness update. Wyatt seems ok, just a slight lingering cough. His mood is somewhat improved, but the constant whining remains, so it turns out his problem was turning two, which apparently they will not give you a medicine for. Grant found out he has bronchitis, so is thankfully starting some medicine and hopefully will be better soon. Unfortunately, he pulled a muscle while playing basketball (I KNOW! Who plays basketball when they have bronchitis?!!!) and now when he coughs he also doubles over in pain from the pulled muscle in his side. It's a sad state of affairs, but a little bit funny too. For me at least. Ava's cough/ear infection seems to have been cured but she still can't hear very well. Probably back to the doctor for her. I can't wait until the medical bills start rolling in.