HeBean is still waiting for the new monitor to come in, so I'm slaptopping it again. I thought it was going to be fixed today because there was a HEOOOGE box on the porch, but it was empty. (MomBean can't figure out why they want us to send the monitor back before getting the new one...) Anyway, some words were said that I know the kidBeans didn't need to hear, so I occupied them with a straw while the bigBeans said more things about where the computer comes from and where the monitor is going to go.
All I know is that I'm fairly sure it won't fit where HeBean is referring to.
We've almost got out Secret Paws box together, MomBean is finishing the last part before it gets mailed out. If I let her, that is. At one point she asked for my opinion and I wouldn't give it back to her. I even swiped at her hand when she tried to move me away. She gave me 'The Look' and I let go; I'm not a big fan of kitty time outs.