I not Seepy

Here is my not seepy little boy. Four pages into Peter Rabbit and he was dreaming. "I not taking nap. I not seepy." That was our lunchtime discussion.

I bought my little boy sheets. Enough of the feminine decor. I let him choose, of course he chose Wall-E. That's okay. I only buy sheets about once every 8 years (Seth and I married 8 years ago, so this is actually the first time).  Last night, John stood and said, "I need mine bankie. Us not have Wawee banket." No, we don't. I love how he expresses himself. "Us didn't do it." He is my first child to speak this way. It's funny.