"I eat it my mouf"

Lately, Vivi has been telling us when she eats something. She'll say, "I eat it my mouf." To which we usually respond with, "Good. Thanks for letting me know."

Yesterday morning, Wes and I were watching TV in the living room and Gavin and Vivian were in the playroom, which is not visible from the living room. They were only in there a few minutes when it became very quiet. I thought that something might be up, but I just ignored my instinct. A few more minutes of silence went by and Wes and I became curious. 

I yelled, "Are you two okay? Are you being good?"

Viv yelled back, "I eat it my mouf."

I ran in to find them sitting on the couch with Hershey Kiss wrappers all over the place, chocolate-covered faces, and huge smiles. Viv repeated, "Mom, I eat it my mouf... chocolate."

These two were bouncing off the walls for 2-3 hours, until they crashed for their mid-day nap.