Saturday, March 15, 2008

I'm learning to be thankful for the little things in life . . .

This morning I took Anna upstairs to put her down for a nap. When I left the room, Jack was fully clothed (still in his pajamas), curled up on the couch watching Little Einsteins.

This is what he was doing when I came back downstairs about three minutes later:
When he saw me, he stopped dancing, ran over to his diaper, picked it up, and brought it to me . . . all the while saying "no poo poo."

Well, thank goodness for that!!!

2 comments:

Kevin and Lisa said...

Oh no! He keeps you so busy! Love that little white bottom!

The Parsons said...

Megan,

Ethan has done the exact same thing to me before! It must be a boy thing:-)