Boys will be boys

Here I sit checking email...in a rare few moments of quiet (well, not really, but I am sitting) while the boys are awake. The boys are playing as nice as they can together outside and the window is open with a nice pre-storm breeze. I'm actually relaxed! And this is what I hear:

Bubba: "OH. MY. GOSH."

Peanut "What?"

Bubba: "Look at this poop!" (dog poop in the yard)

Silence.

Bubba: "You HAVE to come see this poop!"

Nice.