Peanut butter anyone?

So yesterday morning I had got the kids up, feed, dressed and packed for daycare. They were playing nicely so I hopped on the computer and ended up writing this blog: http://holthamfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-little-runaway.html
Then Daddy came home and it was time for him to take them to daycare. I was met in the hallway by Makayla with the jar of peanut butter...
'I cleaned it Mummy.'
'Cleaned what'?
'The peanut butter.
'Oh, good girl........hold on...what peanut butter?'
It was then I saw our 3/4 full jar was practically empty.
'This peanut butter Mummy.' She said as she lead me down to the bedroom her and Jesse share.
Jesse was sitting in his cot with peanut butter everywhere. On him, the blankets, the cot, the wall, the window, the steps...you name it.
And mixed all through this mess was a pile of wipes, all covered in sticky peanut butter. I'd hate to think what it was like before Makayla cleaned it. It was no more than 10 minutes I had left them alone, thinking they were playing really nicely in their bedroom. Huh!