So this is what I have resorted to. I really need to get a life(job)! Since Alison is living here, she blogs things that are happening around here. Anyway.......
I have a box of pans sitting in my living room that I need to take to D.I. The kids have had fun playing with them, and the lids make wonderful cymbals. Andrew and Mason have been watching "Dora" on my bed, playing with a pan. Andrew just called me to "Come here, Grandma". Finally after being summoned several times, I went to see what he wanted. He proudly held out a pan to me, declaring "I peed in the pan!" He is now in time out, put there by his mom. It is awfully hard to get mad at him for doing something that we have really been working hard getting him to do (peeing in the toilet) (peeing in a pan really hasn't been an option).
