Ok so after I finished my projects for today and the kids went to bed our youngest Mr. Zachary age 2 thinks he doesn't have to go to sleep when we say it's time for bed. He was in crib just a yelling and saying "Mommy and Daddy out". So dad went up to calm him down and to see what was so wrong, well there was no dirty diaper and all was good. Dad decided to lay down with him in the big bed in his room (which is actually his big brothers bed) but brother was sleeping down stairs tonight because of Zachie not wanting to sleep. Well dad laid him down and covered him up and left the room. A minute or two later I heard the door open so we told him it was night night time and the door shut. So after some time went by dad went back up and this is what he seen.
I am sad that my baby is growing up. Now I know he is still only 2 and that I have 5 kids but I am so use to having another baby whenever the youngest at the time is around 2 or 3 yrs old. And Dave and I both agreed not to have anymore so we had that fixed on both ends if ya know what I mean. I would have as many kids as I could if it was up to me, but with each pregnancy it got harder and harder on my body with different health issues yadda yadda yadda. Plus I think my mom would of had a heart attack. So now we are on to a different and new stage of this this show called life. We're getting away from strollers, no more highchairs, no more crib, no more sippy cups and the only thing I can think of that keeps him as my baby is he is still in diapers. We hope to end those by the end of this year. He knows where he is suppose to go and what we're talking about he is just stubborn in that area. He will just bring you a diaper and the wipes and tells you if he is poopy or pee pee. I know I know tmi. And he is so good that HE decides who is going to change him. It has actually gotten pretty funny at least for the time being. My dear sister (Aunt Lala) gets alot of his diapers. Love ya sissy.
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