Rhett's timeout spot is the rug by the front door. Ben put down one of his flannel shirts in front of the door to block any drafts. I don't remember what Rhett did, but while I was nursing Leah he earned a timeout. I told him to go sit down and wait for me to come get him. He trots over and sits down, out of my vision from the rocking chair. When I get up to get him, I find him sitting still as a stone under Ben's shirt. Of course I have to snap a picture before finishing up the timeout routine (a kiss and "Sorry, Momma).
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
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Your kids are precious! I love those pictures of Rhett ! What a great personality! It's hard to keep a straight face sometimes , isn't it?
Oh these kiddos are going to make us gray and wrinkled! :-)
If you see Luke- post pictures- I haven't seen pics except for the 2 they sent on the day of his birth. I want to see that little dude!
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