I took Thing 3 up to see Grandma Ginny today afterschool. I picked her up from school and she informed me that she DID NOT want to go home, but really needed to go see Grandma Ginny.
Ok.
I can do that.
Mister, her cousin, was visiting Grandma Ginny... he does every Monday and Wednesday. Those 2 love to play and chase. You would never know that they were 2 years apart in age, cause they play amazingly well. Their favorite game is this weird chase game they have invented. One of them will have a stroller, and the other one will have the Barbie car. They will then proceed to run, at mach 10 up and down the hall.
It doesn't bother me.
It does bother Grandma Ginny.
They were yelling, laughing and running up and down the hall when Grandma Ginny had enough!
Grandma Ginny: You guys, Stop it! This is not a race track!
Mister: It's not?
Grandm Ginny: NO!
Mister: Well, what is it then?
Me: (laughing my head off) You set yourself up for that one Grandma Ginny!