I've received several e-mails from people, and a few phone calls, wondering what prompted a triple time out on Monday.
Here's a photo sequence. Be sure to notice who is in the background, observing every move his sister makes. Not shown in this photo is another little monkey, standing behind me.
Also, observing every move her sister makes...
Thanks to Elizabeth, all three of them have learned this trick, hence prompting the triple time out. Once I got everyone dressed for the day, I went to drop off a load of laundry 15 feet away. When I came back, they were perched on the counter smiling and yelling "CHEEEESE!!!"
I then proceeded to pluck them off the counter no less than four times over the next hour. In hindsight, I was surely sending a mixed signal when I pulled out my camera to take a picture of Elizabeth, the first time she tried this, all the while telling her "There is absolutely NO climbing on the counters to turn the garbage disposal on!!"
And I wonder.
What happened to my 3-pound preemies?