In an effort to contain Aggie's path of destruction this morning, I sat her in my bed while I nursed the baby and flipped on Curious George on PBS.
So there's George at his friend's house and she has to go get her hair done for the school recital. She plays the xylophone. She is upset because she has to take the xylophone to the hair appointment because there's no time to leave it and come back for it.
Why, of course! George and her brother can get the xylophone to the school for her.
Really? A monkey and a third grader?