We've been having trouble with Joey and his seatbelt. He doesn't like it, and is always unbuckling it. He knows I get upset when he does this, which I think only enhances the charm.
We finally reached the top of our star charts today! Off to Chuck E. Cheese we went! JoeyAndyDad and I are both feeling crappy, but CEC involves sitting mostly in one place and having children appear at regular intervals to claim coins. We were really proud of those boys- they were good enough to get the CEC, they were perfect in the CEC... and then we rode out to tell Grandma all about it.
Two tired boys in the car. Yes indeedy, what were we thinking. We had several rousing rounds of the latest soundification (which is clearer than usual: "If we eat or drink on the bed, we might get the bed all dirty!") We rounded the corner for home, and JoeyAndyDad glanced into the rearview mirror.
"Joey! You're unbuckled!"
"Shhh!" came the anxious reply, "Don't tell!"
After a single heartbeat, JoeyAndyDad shoots back, "Don't tell? Who am I gonna tell? I'm just your father!"
(By the way, this post is with Joey's approval. He is reading it as I type, and giggling hysterically!)