October 27th, 2011

We now have both boys in their room, so we have the baby monitor on at night. Camden hasn't been sleeping that well because he's still getting used to his big boy bed. So I wasn't surprised when I heard him crying in the middle of the night. I got up and went to his room to check on him. It was the weirdest thing! He was sound asleep snoring with his mouth wide open, but I could still distinctly hear him crying. Loudly in fact. I'm blaming the fact that it was 2 in the morning that it took me a minute to realize it had been Kellan crying that whole time, not Camden. They sound exactly alike now!
Camden just loves his rock n roll Mickey Mouse from Aunt Courtney. Just last night we found out that Mickey sings a song and does the splits. We looked up and Camden was trying to do the splits just like Pickey!
Camden is talking up a storm now. It is REALLY hard to watch TV in the evenings. :)
Grammy bought Camden and Kellan monkey hats. Camden put one on his head and started looking around for the other hat. I had put the hat in the closet so I just watched him to see what he would do. After looking for a few seconds he turned his little hands up and said clear as a bell "I don't know where the other monkey is!" I was cracking up! He IS a real boy!
Camden found a SpongeBob Christmas ornament that was still in the package. He came and showed it to me and wanted me to take it out of the box. I wasn't sure if Nick would want him to play with it, so I told Camden- "Go ask Daddy to open it for you." He ran out of the bathroom with his little legs taking his monkey ears as fast as they could to Dad. A few minutes later he came back in the bathroom wanting me to open SpongeBob. I kept telling him to go ask Dad. He would leave and come back. This happened for several minutes. Finally, I realized, Nick had been telling Camden to ask me if he could open the box and I was telling Camden to ask Dad the same question. Poor guy was getting so confused.
Even though I say I'm not, I'm desperately trying to casually potty train Camden. The other night I had his little naked butt sitting on his potty for about 10 minutes. And...nothing... Finally I said ok Camden, stand up and we'll put a diaper on you. The minute he stood up he peed all over me. And I mean all over me.
When I dropped Camden off at school this morning he was debating on whether to cry or not. The teacher could see this so she tried to distract him with cars. Then she told me, he takes every single car they have in the room, gathers them up and plays with them in a corner so none of the other kids can play with them. This is good socializing, right?
How is Camden able to spot and name Mickey, Elmo and SpongeBob? (Pickey, Melmo, SungeBa) Does Disney take him to a commercialized training camp while we're sleeping?