Last night while Dan was doing the dishes, he discovered this:
I can assure you that this scene was not staged. It is just a random toy left out where it doesn't belong, and a random spot of spilled borscht from dinner. We could not stop laughing.
Tonight, as I was working in the kitchen, I finally picked the little daddy up and set him on top of the microwave. Then I spent some time on the computer while Dan washed dishes. Later, when I returned to the kitchen to help dry the dishes, I noticed that the little daddy was face down by the spilled borscht again. I asked Dan, who has been in a foul temper all night, if he had moved the little daddy. He smiled as he admitted to doing it, saying, "he cheered me up."
Hey, whatever it takes, right?