With a couple of vacations coming up, we’ve been discussing which to tackle first with Gavin: Big boy bed, or toilet training. Choice number one… well… I already ruined the surprise in the title of this post.
So Gavin has been using a twin mattress on the floor for a couple of weeks. He’s been generally refusing to nap in the middle of the day, and happily dismantles his room instead. No biggie. We’ve gone through these things before.
Today was different. He got quiet after a while so Kaycee went up to check on him. There was an obstruction blocking his door! She opened it enough to look inside, and this is what she saw.
She had the presence of mind to stifle her laughter and reach her arm around the door for another picture. Considering she couldn’t see what she was taking a picture of, she did pretty well!
Yes, he is breathing. No, we’re not waking him up.
A while back our friend Jonathan, from England, sent us a care package with some extra special goodies in it. Two of them were specifically marked for me. I don’t say that because they had my name on them or were marked in any way. I could tell because of what they were, and the fact that no one in their right mind would want them.