"What are you guys doing?" I called through the door.
"Uh! Nothing! Be right there!!" Abby and Georgie yelled back.
I slowly opened the door, and I found them both trying desperately to put all of the pillowcases back on their pillows.
"What did you guys do? I just made your beds. Alright, I guess it's really no big deal. Please start putting the pillows back together so I can clean Eliza's cage."
Georgie points to his sister. "Abby did it. You're in VERY big trouble Ab! Mom is MAD at you!"
His brow was all scrunched, and I could see the wheels turning in his little head.
"Do you know how much trouble you're in, Abby? Seventeen! SEVENteen troubles." he finally blurted out.
I did my best to keep a straight face. "Seventeen? Why seventeen?"
"Because seventeen is a very big number," he said. "And Abby... is in very big trouble."