Tuesday

At Least He Has the System Figured Out. . .

Kids are loitering in the kitchen waiting for lunch in the microwave. As I am clearing off the counter, I hand Riley the Econo-Size Honey Nut Cheerios box that he had gotten out at breakfast so that he can put it away.

He stands there, holding the box as if he is clinging to it for life. I continue working.

Ashley is baffled. "Riley, WHAT are you doing?"

Riley shrugs and continues to stand there as if he and the Honey Nut Cheerios box will be one for all eternity.

Ashley is becoming more and more baffled and agitated, "What are you doing? Why are you just standing there?"

Another shrug accompanied by a self-satisfied look as if the Honey Nut Cheerios box completes his physical being.

Ashley can stand it no longer, crosses the kitchen, grabs the box from Riley and puts it away.

Riley is looking even more satisfied than ever and says, "Thank you."