Wednesday, December 23, 2009

It is What I Said But Not What I Meant...

I was playing with the kids on the floor in the living room this evening when Emma decided that she did not want to sit, nor did she want to crawl on the floor. She wanted the bottoms of her feet to be the only thing touching the floor. Unable to play with both babies in this particular situation, I asked Jordan to go get me their little red car/walker so that Emma could hold onto it and stand. He ran into the other room, but he didn't return. I went to go find him. He was standing in the hallway, hanging from the doornob into the garage. When he saw me, he let go of the doornob, pointed to the door, and said "car!"...
I didn't realize that when I said "Go get Emma the car", he would take me literally.