August 13th, 2011

Okay. Nick is totally on my *bleep* list. He knows I am perfectly irrational and always have a sense of impending doom. But that did not stop him from the following shenanigans. I went to give Camden a bath. When I left the living room Kellan was snoozing peacefully in his swing. After Camden's bath (which is a blog segment in itself) I came back to the living room only to discover that my beautiful second born son was not in the aforementioned swing. I politely (and a little nervously) asked Nick where Kellan was. Nick looked at the swing then looked surprised and worried not to see him in there. He started lifting up the blankets and looking underneath them. I went hysterical. After 30 seconds (an eternity) of screaming at Nick and running in circles Nick said calm down I put Kellan in his pack and play. I was SO mad. Obviously I know Kellan can't get up, walk away from his swing and hitch hike a ride to Tucson, but that's exactly where my mind went at that moment. And Nick did not help. Anyone want a Nick? I'm giving him away at this point...