Changing the TP roll. I guess he was thinking ahead . . .?
Where did he go?
Oh there he is! Yes . . . inside. With the pillow. And some toys. And a snack. Quietly. For over 10 minutes. He looks a little toasty!
Potty graduate! He's been trained for awhile now (okay we still have accidents during naptime on occasion) but I just forgot to have the traditional party. A certificate of completion and some star shaped milk cake!
Stopping by to give sissy a quick smooch!
Oh and about two months ago I clipped the ends of his nuks. He wouldn't have anything more to do with them. Yeah!
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