Tantrum? What tantrum?

We returned home late tonight after spending the day in Cinci with the cousins. Easton caught his second wind as we pulled in the driveway and was wide awake as we came inside. As I was putting Camille in bed he was sitting in the living room waiting for his turn to be put in bed. (Spencer still in Cinci watching football, we drove seperately) When Camille was taken care of, Easton came down the hallway with two bears asking if Daddy and I wanted to sleep with them tonight. Tired and trying to get everyone asleep asap, I told him, sure - just put the bears in our room somewhere. I got him in bed and came to the kitchen to check email and print lessons for SS in the morning. When I finally was ready for bed and walked in our room I found this. I should note that the bed was completely unmade to begin with. He pulled up the covers for them and everything. One on Daddy's pillow and one on Mommy's pillow. This out weighs any tantrum he could possibly muster.