I wake up early one morning to Anthony curling up next to me. He rolls over, peels open my eyelids and says, "Mommy, my butt is TIRED!"
I put Anthony up to his room for quiet time (hoping for a nap) and five minutes later he dramatically walks down the steps with his arms over his head yawning a huge, loud, FAKE yawn and proclaims, "I sure had a long nap!"
Madison is napping and Anthony is playing trains. I am folding laundry when I hear a door SLAM and Anthony YELL, "Mommy I a good helper. I tiptoed in Madison's room and gave her the lost baby!! I didn't wake her up! I just did tip toes" Meanwhile Madison is SCREAMING because the baby landed on TOP of her and her door SLAMMED!