After a long weekend of eating horribly fattening but delicious food, I thought that I'd get up raring to go to the gym this morning. Alas, I'm still sitting here at the table, perusing Facebook and drinking coffee. Two things are holding me back from going to the gym: I'm being lazy, and all of James' bedding needs to be washed.
I was woken up by my husband this morning with a sweet hug and a kiss, telling me goodbye before he headed out the door for work. As I was drifting back to sleep, he popped back in and told me that James was awake and playing at the top of the stairs.
"Oh just 10 more minutes" I thought, but as soon as the guilt set in, I got up and headed upstairs to see my beautiful brunette boy staring at me through the gate bars. I gave him a kiss through the bars, opened the gate and hugged him. Then... I smelled it. The unmistakable scent of urine, seeping from his pajamas. Ick.
I went into the bathroom to investigate the situation, and sure enough, on the floor lay a crisply DRY overnight Huggie diaper right by the bottom of the cabinet. "Uh-oh" I thought, "This is going to be worse than I thought."
The bed was soaked, all the way from the blue surfing-monkey quilt down to the plastic underlayer of the mattress pad. Even the "waterproof" (crib sized) bed liners that we had under his sheets were soaked through, which amazed me.
So apparently James had gotten up to go potty last night, stripped his diaper off, went potty, put his shorts back on and went to bed... sans diaper. He's been mentioning that he has wanted to try to sleep without a diaper, so I'm not sure if he meant to leave the diaper off or if he really did just forget. Both scenarios are possible!
So instead of going to the gym this morning, I'm feeding my laziness and hanging out in my pj's while I wash all of James' bedding. Poor kid... that must have been AWFUL! Did we ever hear him complain? No.
Nathan and I were talking this weekend about James and mentioning the funny things that he says and does, just to make sure that the other spouse has been kept up to speed. We ended up laughing so hard... enjoying the stories that each other told and reflecting on how beautiful, smart, fun and amazing our James has become.
One of the things that Nathan told me is that when Nathan was putting James' new "Tough Boy" jammies on James the other night, he asked James if he was a tough guy/boy. James replied with, "NO! I'm a nice boy!"
I was telling Nathan that I absolutely love it when I make Kaitlyn laugh until she can't breathe... Nathan went on to tell me that he wasn't going to make James laugh really hard anymore since, a few times now, James has hiccuped so hard that he's thrown up a bit in his mouth. I asked him, "You mean he actually tells you that he has 'thrown up a bit' in his mouth?"
"Yep!" He said. Too funny.
On Friday evening, when we were having dinner at home with the kids, I told James that I had a surprise for him. I went on to say "Tomorrow night, you and Kaitlyn are going to spend the night at Grandma's house!"
He replied with, "Get OUT 'a here! Really?" with a beaming, huge smile.
A minute later, after talking about it a bit more, he said, "Awesome, dude!"
Ha ha ha ha.
