Matt woke up bright and early this morning and when I finally rolled out of bed around 8:15 to tell Jason good-bye, he was in his crib grinning ear to ear at us. After downing TWO bowls of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, he has been busy going from one thing to the next getting things done, putting things together and tearing things apart since he had the run of the house, because Andrew slept in until 10 a.m. (They really need to coincide their wake up times!)
Anyway, I am sitting here at the computer getting things ready for our Sienna Francis trip this weekend and Matt comes to me with a Mason jar and a pair of socks in it. I look down at his feet and just as I suspected...the socks were the ones I put on him this morning. When I told him that the socks were supposed to be on his feet, he just cocked his head to the side and gave me that little mischevious grin!
Needless to say we are 150 times better than we were last weekend when we landed in the hospital with dehydration.
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