Camden wore 18 month jammie bottoms to bed last night. When he came into our room to wake us up this morning, his pants were around his ankles. I'm assuming they kept sliding down his Pinocchio legs during his trek to our room.
I was changing Kellan and he point blank threw a toy car in my face and then laughed maniacally. At what age can you determine if someones going to go down the criminal path?
I was rinsing out bottles and corralling Kellan with my feet the other day. I heard a crash come from the boys' bedroom. Camden came out. I looked at him and asked "Where were you?". He pointed and his chest and said "I was right here!".
One of Kellan's teacher's names is Miss Aroma. I wonder if she was given that name or chose it after changing our son's diaper?
Camden walked in to school the other day and one teacher had cereal and the other had painting materials. I have never seen a kid so torn in my life. His little head swiveled back and forth trying to decide what to do. Just a little shout out to our pediatrician- he chose the cereal...
I was reading through a magazine the other day and saw the name Kellan. I was like- I like that name. Really?! I should hope so! I named my child that! Mommy brain...
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