The muffled cry of a child...

Yesterday I was enjoying a few minutes of quiet while my children were playing happily together (rare, I know), when I heard Lucy's muffled cry. She was within sight just seconds before, so I assumed Luke had thrown a blanket over her. I instantly got up to check it out...hmmm....all blankets were bump-free and Lucy was nowhere to be seen. As I was listening to this muffled cry, I notice the big green tub Luke keeps his blocks in was near the couch, upside-down (not unusual). I soon realized the muffled cry was coming from the tub. Luke had seen Lucy happily playing on the floor and decided he could do something to change that blissful moment. I picked up the tub to see Lucy, toy-in-hand, sitting there looking up at me with crocodile tears in her eyes. She was happy to "see the light" once again. Once my hysterical laughing stopped, I kindly asked Luke to please not put the green tub on Lucy because it's not safe....even now, re-telling the story, I get the giggles!!! I needed the laugh.