In one of my families, I have a triple trouble; most mischievous triplets you can see. I catch one banging the dishes and put her aside, while other is playing in the dirt, and the third is writing on the wall. Then I find the first one in the dirt, and hear a banging sound; yeah, one of the others took her shift with the dishes, and after a brief search I find the last one poking the plants. Still, they're so cute that I can hardly scold them; only when my head begins to bang with the dishes I use the red hand smile.