Where is Thumb-kin?

Today has been crazy. I am feeling a little blah, Bart has the flu, and the boys were everywhere.
Well, we finally put the boys to bed and we were settling down to watch a movie when the interruptions from Brennan began. He came out of his room to go to the bathroom, to tell us his butt itched (and that he had put on new p.j.'s in the dark), and finally, that "Tall Man needs clipped Mama."
After quickly clipping "Tall Man", I sent him to bed...with the threat that if we saw his face for any reason before the sun came back up, we'd throw Star-Wars Legos in the trash...forever!
We haven't heard a peep since...