Sneaky, sneaky...

I remember owning a periscope when I was a kid.  Oh was it fun.  I didn't realize it would be equally fun as a parent though.  My goal as a child? Spy as long and as quietly as you could before getting noticed.  My goal as a parent?  Continue doing whatever you're doing without buckling in laughter when you see the green head peek out around a corner.  It's not easy, my friends.  Not easy at all.  This particular night, I was mixing some strawberry jam into the homemade yogurt for the kids when all three kids, snickering quietly, poked their spy toys out from the corners... I couldn't stop the laughter from bubbling up from my gut.  I disguised it as a sneeze and ran back to the bedroom where Brian was studying.  "Bri," I said quietly through my chuckles, "you have to come help me get a picture of the kids right now."  I briefly explained the situation and pleaded with him to just stand at the island and finish mixing the yogurt.  "2 minutes," I promised.  Sure enough, after he'd been there for less than 30 seconds, all three probes made their way out again.  I only had time to grab one shot before they changed their stances and Miles disappeared, but it works.  Here's a zoomed up shot of the kids...

 I love how they helped Miles make his own little periscope with the little click-it blocks from downstairs.  The eyes?!  Killer...

Wish I would have been quick enough to get a behind-the-scenes shot. They were just too fast and sneaky for that...