Not right

Aiden's world is not right. Due to the ocurrence of a few events (i.e., the chocolate milk tsunami of Feb. 08, beer bottle topple and crash during some party, orange-juice dump of April 08, various Ava-leaks during air-out time...) Radley and I decided to rent one of those carpet cleaners to clean several carpets in the house. Since I did all the actual cleaning, Rad was responsible for replacing the displaced furniture when I was done. He decided to switch the love seat and couch in the living room. It does give us more walking room in the living room, but it doesn't work perfectly for our typical sitting arrangements, so it probably won't stay. Much to Aiden's relief. He was all upset that Radley had switched the sofas and kept telling him "Daddy, it's not right!" and when Radley wouldn't listen to him, he got me to fix the situation. But much to his dismay, I told him let's just leave it for tonight and see if we get used to it. "But it's not right!" It's okay, Aiden, really. "No, it's not right..." Sigh...The black and whiteness of a preschooler's world.