DH and I were preforming our morning ritual of drinking coffee, typing away on our seperate computers, and not talking to each other.* He received an e-mail from his best friend asking him to play an MP3. Let me walk you though it.
Him: :::grumble::: CLICK
MP3: High pitched distress kitten meow.
The boys: OMG OMG OMG THERE'S A KITTEN THAT NEEDS HELP! MEOWMY PURRPA NOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was mayhem. All three boys went into action mode jumping around, searching, knocking things over, and trying to find the tiny baby.
We've made a new rule that he is no longer allowed to play MP3's in the morning.
* DH and I don't talk in the mornings because we aren't morning people. I need at least one cup of coffee to be human. He's learned that and respects it.
Him: :::grumble::: CLICK
MP3: High pitched distress kitten meow.
The boys: OMG OMG OMG THERE'S A KITTEN THAT NEEDS HELP! MEOWMY PURRPA NOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was mayhem. All three boys went into action mode jumping around, searching, knocking things over, and trying to find the tiny baby.
We've made a new rule that he is no longer allowed to play MP3's in the morning.
* DH and I don't talk in the mornings because we aren't morning people. I need at least one cup of coffee to be human. He's learned that and respects it.