Anyway, it's 8:40am and my boys are still asleep! I am going to attempt to drink my first ever HOT cup of coffee in it's entirety. I am too afraid to go into the kitchen, though, and make it for fear of disturbing the sleeping mini giant since his bedroom is right off the kitchen. Speaking of mini giant, I peeked under his door just now to make sure he wasn't asleep on the floor (we took his crib rail off because he was climbing out) and what do I spy on the floor next to his bed? (Has anyone seen Toy Story 3 yet? I felt like Mrs. Potato Head, taking her eye off and sticking it under the door to see) .... his diaper!! That little stinker has been taking off his diaper in the morning and SMEARING the contents all over the place. Yup, that makes for a good breakfast appetite. He now tells me "poopie" and "pee-pee" when he goes. Unbelievable! Nathan was almost 3 when he was ready to potty train, and I think this little guy at 22 months may be trying to tell me something, lol. Maybe he is telling me he would rather just join the nudist colony and pee where he wants to. Also, if it's not one thing it's another... Dr. wants me to try him on Lactaid milk because he has had diarrhea now for like 2 or 3 weeks, and I think it's because of his milk consumption, the kid pounds a milk like his mom pounds a margarita on a hot summer night.
Well, my daydream of a hot cup of coffee will have to be put on hold. Nathan just came out of his room and requested that we start painting... how many days till vacation??
