Suzan told me yesterday when I picked up Gibs that he had to have a time out because he was being bad. I'll try to explain the situation as best I can. Gibson's response is best described in gestures and sound. But here goes.

In the garage thats been converted to the play room, they have a computer. Gibson LOVES hitting buttons on everything. The computer seems to be his favorite thing at home and at Suzan's. Well after being told before not to touch it, they decided to move furniture in front of the computer making it an obstacle to get to for him. They put two recliners and a coffee table in the way.

Suzan left the room for a few minutes, she said, and when she came back, she first saw Gibsons pants in the middle of the floor. She looked over and there was Gibson, standing on TOP of the coffee table in his diaper. ON TOP of the coffee table. She says, GIBSON! What are you doing?!

Gibson got excited because he knew he was being bad, and held out his hands and yelled some gibberish (this is the gestures and sound part that I can only describe for you in person, but those who know Gibson, can imagine it). After the gibberish was done, he made a dash for the other side of the coffee table, got down, and ran to the computer to hit as many buttons as he could before Suzan climbed over the obstacle course to get him.

Of course I think this is hilarious, Suzan did too. She said she couldn't punish him because he's so cute. So her husband, Phillip had to do it. He told Gibson that was a naughty thing and gave him time out on the couch for a few minutes.

And so it begins...