The soothsayer in Julius Caesar had it right when he said, "Beware the ides of March!"
Does this look like a little boy who woke up puking 3 times last night?
(He found these infant sunglasses in his closet, and decided they were a hat.)
Does this look like a little boy who finally stopped puking and slept, only to wake up announcing, "Yucky diaper"?
(Apparently those glasses are hard to put on. Or he's a drama queen. Whatever.)
Does this look like a little boy who did, indeed, have a yucky diaper that had leaked through his jammies and exploded all over his crib?
(He must know how cool he looks in those shades.)
Does this look like a little boy who only ate half a cup of yogurt and half a banana with peanut butter - all day long?
(He definitely knows how cool he looks in those shades.)
Luckily, most of the nastiness happened during the night, and my little man was cheerful and funny all day long. Except when he took a 3-hour, 45-minute nap. Other than that, he was pure delight. Which made me almost forget how much laundry I had to do today.
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