Fool me once, shame on me, fool me twice...

...shame on the kitchen floor!

Vin surprised us today with coming home for a "relaxing" lunch. He says he's learned his lesson on that one! ;)

While he was home, I took the opportunity to catch a shower as I'd been busy and missed my first opportunity earlier. So, as I was showering, he came into the bathroom and relayed the following story:

Brennan wanted some juice so Vin went to the kitchen to get him some and Brennan came "running" into the kitchen full boar. Well, the maid had been here earlier and mopped the kitchen floor and it was *mostly* dry, but not fully. Bren's feet came out from under him and he went Ka--THUD onto the floor.

Vin comforted him as it was a pretty good crash, but not severe enough to cause any "lasting" damage, but enough to knock some sense into him. Apparently, he decided he still wanted to come out to the kitchen to "supervise" Vin's pouring of the juice.

This time, he came into the kitchen crawling on all 4's. Sometimes experience is the best teacher! ;)