It runs in the family!

As I was making dinner this evening, by "making" I mean arranging fish sticks on a cookie sheet to bake in the oven, I had Lucas and Pacey both at my feet. While I am arranging, I hear a little voice saying "eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes." Not thinking much of it, I continue on. Once I finish with my task I look down to see Pacey in a headlock and Lucas with his finger in the poor dogs eye, still saying "eyes, eyes, eyes!" This had been going on for a few minutes. Sorry, Pacey! On the upside, we just might have another optometrist in the family! =)