I’m in the kitchen as the twins play in the room next door. I am washing dishes as I hear the music from a Baby Einstein book being played. When I last left them, Swee’Pea was holding the book and I had to give TheMonk his tractor book to keep him distracted from trying to take Swee’Pea’s book.

Suddenly I hear the unmistakable sounds of skin being slapped. Swee’Pea has been going through a phase where she whacks poor Monk anytime she doesn’t like what he’s doing (or even when she feels like it).

I rush to the room ready to dole out a severe time out. I am preparing for Monk’s cries followed closely by Swee’Pea’s shrieks once she’s figured out she’s going on a time out.

I quickly turn the corner and locate the twins in the middle of the room. I am ready to dish out some serious punishment only to find…

Monk clapping to the beat of the music.

They both turn to look at me. I freeze. Suddenly, shifting gears, I break out into a huge smile and clap along with TheMonk. They turn their attention back to the music and I slink off to the kitchen to continue washing the dishes. Never Mind.