Nathan loves playing with Peyton while she's in her bouncer. He'll play with the toys on it with her and she'll reach for him. It's kind of cute to watch. But I have to watch him closely because he loves touching her face (namely her eye). Anyway I stop him whenever he does this so he knows he's not allowed.
So Sam and I were eating dinner today as Nathan and Peyton played with the bouncer. All was going well when I got up from the table to go in the kitchen. All of a sudden Peyton screams at the top of her lungs and starts crying and I turn to see Nathan fleeing the crime scene. He had a look of pure terror on his little face and was running as quick as his toddler legs would carry him. Unfortunately he didn't make it too far, he was so busy getting away from Peyton that he fell as he was running...which generated tears from him. Sam was taking a bite out of his chicken when all of this transpired so he too failed to see what started the whole thing, however, we both came to the conclusion that Nathan was guilty of something, but neither one of us knows what that something was. So this is a secret that him and Peyton will share.
Needless to say we didn't discipline Nathan, the floor handled that part when he fell and whatever he did to Peyton didn't last long because she quit crying right when she got picked up.
But let the record show that today is the first day Nathan's little sister "told" on him.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
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obviously, I'm partial to the two... my awesome nephew and niece. Beautiful children!
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