Tearing Down the House

Yesterday evening we had our first major "incident". I was making dinner and the kids were running around crazy. I think they know I can't focus on them 100% during this time and so they always get into stuff during this time period. Anyway, one of their favorite past times is to pull out the drawers in the kitchen (the ones that aren't baby proofed) and hang on the them. Bet you didn't know that drawers were insta-swings did you. Well, they are. And when they do this I pop their hands as they hang on the drawer and say "no". Jake usually cries and then pulls out a new drawer. Abby just looks at you and then slams the drawer closed. When they both get going you feel like you're playing Whack-a-Mole at Dave & Busters. It can get crazy!
Well, between trying to cook on the stove and making sure dinner didn't get burned, I was turning around and popping their hands on the drawer to try and get them to stop hanging on the drawers. When I turned around again to tend to the stove, I heard someone fall to the ground. I looked and there was Abby and the front of our drawer. She was fine - stunned, but fine. Rather than yell at her, I told her she broke the cabinet and was going to have to tell daddy what she did. I also re-enforced that hanging on the cabinets was wrong. She'd point to the cabinet and say "broken" or "I broke" and then look at me. We talked about the drawer for a bit and then sat down to eat. She at all her dinner without fussing (Jake decided to play) and for the rest of the evening she was on her best behavior.
I contemplated calling John to warn him, but finally figured it would be best to just let him come home and discover the drawer. I was actually hoping the kids would be in bed before he got home as I didn't want John to punish the kids again/"over" what I had done. He came home and Abby ran and hugged him. He then walked into the kitchen and I told him what happened. Abby had a very solemn face on. He said he could tell she knew she did something wrong and didn't fuss at her once about the drawer.
I'm not sure how we're going to fix the drawer, but needless to say, time-outs have increased around our house. I had been using a little chair with a buckle to keep them in place for time outs, but Jake has mastered climbing out of those, even buckled in. And I just don't have the energy to teach them to stay in one place right now. So, I caved and am using their crib for time-outs. I hate to do that as I don't want them to associated their crib with punishment, but hopefully they'll be able to tell the difference. It works really well for Abby, but Jake was in time out 4 times last night between supper and bedtime. Not sure what I'm going to do for him.