The other night Boston surprised us and said he wanted to sleep in Dylan's room to help "calm him down" because he was pretty hyper that night. We kind of laughed and said "Ok, we'll give it 5 minutes and see how it goes!" I really didn't expect him to stay in longer than that, but I jumped in the bath and left it up to Brandon. While I was in the bath I heard Brandon talking to the boys, so I assumed Boston had knocked on the door and wanted out, but when I said something to Brandon about it when I got out of the bath he said Boston was still in there. I never heard Boston but could hear Dylan in there bouncing and laughing away. After about 1 1/2 hours it was silent and I did my nightly routine of checking in on Dylan to see if there was damage done. As soon as I opened the door, I could smell poop so I started searching the floor but found nothing. I opened the toilet and there was quite the load in there, ha ha. I then figured Boston had somehow fell asleep during the commotion and that was done after he was asleep. I snapped this cute picture of my two cute sleeping boys:
My Momma heart melted because unfortunately this does not get to happen at our house and this was the first actual boys sleeping together for them.
When they woke up the next morning they were both all smiles. We asked Boston about the poop and he knew about it, but we asked why he didn't tell us because we wouldn't have wanted to sleep in the stinky room. Well, my suspicion was confirmed because he has always been somewhat interested in the toilet in Dylan's room and I think he decided to pee in it himself. It was a good excuse to try it out I guess ha ha. I guess the boys also had a bathroom party as well, but at least it was a clean(or as clean as that situation could get) one!
Wednesday, November 30, 2016
Saturday, November 12, 2016
Morning Cuddles
For a good month me and Dylan had our special morning routine and about the only time that I could lay with him and relax and enjoy the moment. I would go in in the morning and lay by him and it was my favorite part of the day. I went to exercise at the Church one day but was stressing about getting home in time for this, that is how important it was. Unfortunately, life and school got in the way and I rarely get that anymore.
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