“I’m so lucky that my timeout is not in a box.” June 11, 2006 by Kathryn Lessons learned from watching the Stanley Cup finals with Daddy and Papa. Next up – the finer points of cross-checking.
Grammy says June 12, 2006 at 12:46 pm Me too! I’m so lucky my time out is not in a box. I prefer it on my bed, with a good book.
Kathryn says June 12, 2006 at 5:54 pm I’m lovin’ the way the Canadians sing their national anthem! They really put the Americans to shame. And in case you wondered….thats where our TV is tuned tonight…we’re cheering on the ‘Canes–just cause they’re the “home” team.
Margaret says June 12, 2006 at 9:02 pm …and so glad I’m not in timeout because of a run-in with a large sweaty man with a stick in his hands and knives on his feet… 😉
Hee hee! That’s pretty insightful 🙂
Me too! I’m so lucky my time out is not in a box. I prefer it on my bed, with a good book.
I’m lovin’ the way the Canadians sing their national anthem! They really put the Americans to shame.
And in case you wondered….thats where our TV is tuned tonight…we’re cheering on the ‘Canes–just cause they’re the “home” team.
…and so glad I’m not in timeout because of a run-in with a large sweaty man with a stick in his hands and knives on his feet… 😉
hmmmm, maybe “in the box” is worth looking into…