Knights Of The Train Table

This morning, while trying to work a bit in my room, I heard Vivienne start screaming as if someone was seriously hurting her.

I peeked into the living room, and saw that she was just fine. In fact, she appeared to be mad at something her brothers had been up to.

I figured that she was going to be just fine, and went back to trying to work a bit more.

Well, about five minutes later, I had to go and have another peek at her, because she was STILL screaming, and it had escalated into full-blown hysterics.

By this time, she was laying on her tummy on the floor, kicking and flailing her limbs about.

I picked her up and her shut-off valve was triggered. The crying stopped IMMEDIATELY, but she still hiccuped a little.


I asked her what was wrong, and all she could do was point at the corner of the living room where her brothers normally play at their train table.

They were playing at their train table, alright. Only for whatever reason, both of the boys had decided that they needed chairs so that they would no longer have to stand at the table and play.

Kian was busily watching the television and lazily rolling a car around with one hand while rocking back and forth in the blue tigger armchair that NORMALLY sits inside Vivienne's playhouse in between her dollie cradles.

This apparently is what had upset her so very badly and been the root and cause of all of the screaming and hysterics.

Someone had DARED remove her armchair from the window where she liked to sit each morning and tend to her downstairs babies.

This behavior was found to be TOTALLY unacceptable to Vivienne who had decided to voice her opinion on the matter by throwing an all-out fit.

Just as I thought I had calmed her down enough to be able to go back to working in the bedroom, Kaiden decided that he too would require an arm chair so that he could sit at the train table with his brother in high style.

He very nonchalantly ran over behind the sofa, and came back wielding the big red Thinking Chair over his head, headed toward the train table with a mission.

It took him a while to maneuver past everything and figure out how to get the chair past his brother and the piano, then get it turned around the right way.

He finally got the chair situated, and sat down to relax and watch television and play cars in style with his brother.

They looked so very serious sitting there. They made Vivienne so very mad over having rearranged all of the baby furniture, too!

But, there they sat, just like the knights of the round table. They even had left the sit-n-spin so that Vivienne could join them, but she would have nothing to do with it.

It was so funny to watch them sitting there like little men around that table. My boys were so cute as the "Knights of the train table!"