According to them anyway.
DH has gone to the bank. I'm in the bath. We did tell them both of these facts but they clearly weren't listening.
DS started searching for us 15 minutes ago and indignantly declared we've gone out. They've noticed the bikes are no longer on the stair wall (taken down so we can redecorate) and think we've gone on a bike ride without them.
They are making a lunch together for later. DS has armed them both with a plastic sword for protection.
Our bathroom is downstairs and I'm around 4 feet away from them.
They've got torches, spare batteries, lunch and plastic weapons. They're going to build a den under the table and "sit tight". If we don't appear by lunch time, they're phoning grandma.