These are never comforting words for a parent to hear. And although they were a scant 7 or so feet away from me at the time, I could not actually see them from where I was standing in the kitchen and Henry's question sent me into an immediate sprint to see what was going on. This is what I found. Apparently this type of thing is loads of fun, or so I was reassured. William went first and Henry second. It's called the "Let's see if you can squish yourself into the laundry basket and then have your brother lay on top if it and laugh at you stuck inside" game.