Reconstructive Time Outs.

So. Mom, Hailey, Zoey and I are all in the kids bedroom. I just got back from work (cleaning up the horse pen for a neighbor) and when I walked into the house I found dad asleep on the couch, Mom talking to Hailey and Zoey about the 3 types of 'veins', Hailey in her bed making some amazing new creation, and Zoey on the floor be-dazzling. Shortly after I walk in mom becomes mildly frustrated with Zoey. First Zoe-bug is told to sit in the corner, facing the bookshelf. Shortly after that Zoey is told yes, she may go get a tissue, after a couple times asking. Zoey continues is not act the way mom wanted and is told to do 15 sit-ups on the exercise ball that is in our room. hehe. Zoey tries once and lands on her butt in front of the ball.
She tries again. The result is the same.
And then she tries again. And lands behind the ball. Wedged between the ball and the bean-bag chairs with her legs sticking straight up in the air.
"Help! Help!" she says over and over again.
Now usually she would have gotten people over to help, but the giggle she had going on as she was asking for help.....Eh. Made the situation seem like not a big deal.
Therefore, mom and I continued talking and Hailey continued creating the next big artistic creation.
lolz. Life is good.

~!Aspen!~