Olive, Kennedy, you two are so busted.
I walked away for a split-second to refill Kennedy's dish of foodies and when I turned around I noticed these two in cahoots.
As a side note, we don't always eat dinner in our diaper. Tonight Kennedy had a bit of a weak stomach and wasn't too thrilled about some of the new things I put on her tray. We went through a couple changes of clothes before I just decided it was easier clean-up to just feed her neked.
Kennedy sneaking Olive her dinner.
No mac-n-cheese, no carrots, no apples.
But these piggies, these will do.