Devin has decided to test my patience, and I didn't have much to begin with. We always joke that it is a good thing he is so cute, or it wouldn't be so easy to forgive him.
I went to get him this morning from his crib...he had used his poop to finger paint. It wasn't pretty. I used lots of choice words. He was sure proud of himself though.
A few hours later it was nap time. I could hear him talking to himself about his "pee pee". I should have really went to make sure he wasn't causing trouble, because when I went in there he was nude and everything was wet from his "pee pee".
Twice in one day is enough to send me to the looney bin.
Paul and I sat at lunch and couldn't help but laugh at our morning. I think Paul was secretly excited he got to leave from lunch to go work. It was about all the excitement we could both handle for a day.
5 comments:
I'm sure he was very proud of himself!!
Such an artist! ;)
I count my lucky stars that I never had to deal with that problem. Cate puked almost every day for the first few years of her life though, a lot of it intentional. It's so fun being a mom.
My nephew went through that phase. So hard, but man is he adorable.
Have I mentioned how much I love your blog? It's like a one-sided friendship since I get to see all about your life.
Ugh. Bodily fluids are the bane of my existence. :)
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