Timeout

It's been a slightly chilly day today, but I still felt it was nice enough for a walk, which I know has nothing to do with my Title- but we're getting there! Anyway- Mckay had all of our strollers in the car... so Ethan got to ride on my hip in a carrier and Ayden walked. Which is what I was planning on doing anyway with Ayden. We strolled around the neighborhood, picking flowers out of people's gardens, stepping on unsuspecting bugs, and jumping over every crack saying *Boink!* It was lots of fun. Ethan just sat and enjoyed the walk. By the time we got home he was asleep and Ayden was ready for a nap. Of course though- there is no way that the two boys can be asleep at the same time. Ethan woke up just as I was settling down to relax. Which is where this photo came from. He was swiftly set down to play with his toys so I could continue to rest a bit. Neither of us could complain. He had his toys and I had the wonderful, huge, soft, warm couch!

Now for the timeout business. Ayden doesn't get in trouble all that often, but lately he's developed this habit of hitting and throwing things at me. Which frankly I'm not too thrilled about. So... he gets timeout. As you can see above, he's terribly distraught when he's in timeout. I was trying to sneak a picture of him peeking his head out, but he saw the camera and put on a big fat grin. The photo below is more along the lines of what he does. Now! Before I get all these comments about how cruel I am putting my two year old in timeout like this... I need to explain that HE is the one that sticks his nose right into the corner like that and doesn't move! I just stick him over there and he takes care of the rest. It is incredibly hard to be mad at him when he's so cute. Once he hears me walk over to let him come out he'll turn around and quickly say 'saawree, saawree! Hug? Hug?' which is where he'll throw his arms out waiting for a big hug from me. Needless to say, he's got it all worked out already to get out of his sentence as fast as he can.