While we were getting ready for work this morning we left the boys alone for a few minutes. I heard some squealing and fighting, and even told Kevin we should probably check on them. When I was done getting ready a minute or two later I came out to find an empty kleenex box with remnants of the tissues thrown all over the floor. Thank goodness it was an almost empty box. They must have really had a good time pulling them all out, strewing them everywhere, and then tearing them to shreds as they fought over them. The little stinkers.