The Desires of my Heart...

I was in the middle of cooking dinner last night. I had meat in the pan cooking, mashed potatoes boiling, and I was also peeling and cutting up apples for an apple pie. Elias was running around the house like a wild man, and Norah was playing with her babies. Well, wouldn't ya know. As soon as I have all eight of my hands in food/apples/potatoes, Norah wants to be held. And she wants to be held NOW, not 5 minutes from now. Great. She kept pointing to her bottles, so I thought I would make her a little bottle and she could sit on the stool and have a little snacky-doo while I finished up things. It was a good try, but a no go. She got weepy and walked into the living room. I am stirring the potatoes and I notice that the house is quiet. It is NEVER quiet unless someone is doing something they aren't supposed to do. I look over the counter and this is what I see....