understand?

So we got the boys to bed a lil later than normal because we went to a meeting on registering Bubba for Pre-K. We are in the bedroom...and Cookie steps on something sticky on the floor.

Cookie's annoyed to begin with because:
1. he had to eat dinner PAST 7:30 PM
2. he had to do P90X later than he'd like because we came home late
3. the boys trashed the bedroom while we were at the meeting

Buns and Bubba wanted milk before going to bed. Since most of his pet peeves were attacking him, he decided to tell them how he's upset that the room's a mess and that the floor was sticky. He proceeds with the newest Montemayor rule effective immediately:

"Guys, you can't drink or eat anything in our room anymore. Do you understand?"

Buns responds, "No," and just looks at Cookie.

Cookie stormed out of the room.

LMAO my boys are so not babies anymore!!!