I was making a mix of my favorite juices. Cranberry and Grape. They were both frozen, and needed to thaw. Thus the reason for setting them on the counter. I told Dallen and Payton, "DO NOT TOUCH THESE. I'M MAKING JUICE, THESE NEED TO THAW. IF YOU TOUCH THEM I WILL BITE YOU!" (not really, but you get the idea.) We've done this before, not usually a problem. Well after about 20 minutes Payton had noticed that the grape juice was already open. Thinking this was a major problem that could off set the time he would receive this good juice, he thought it an emergency, and that I absolutely need to be made aware of the situation at once. He took it upon him self to do the job. He picked that open can of grape juice and brought it to me in the living room.
And THIS, my friends, is After: