My Little Helper(s)

This morning, my two year old announced that he fed the cat. I thought he meant his big brother fed the cat. So I told my older son to go feed the cat, he went to feed her, and came running up. "Mama, you already fed her!" I was confused, there was no way she didn't finish the food I put her the night before. So I freak out, thinking she was somehow trapped in a closet that was left open, then shut, without someone knowing she was in there. I went looking for her, and she was fine. What I found, however, was a mess of cat food and water everywhere. There was cat food in the water, there was water in the cat food, and there was cat food all over the floor.  My two year old came to me again and said, "I fed the cat." So helpful, he must have traumatized the poor cat in the process...