Westley was napping while Drew Jones and I were rustling up some lunch and he says to me,
"There was some yellow poop on the changing table still from when Westley was a newborn!"
I interupted him with, "I KNOW! It's been there for months because I can't bring myself to wash it away. It reminds me of him as a little little."
I think Drew Jones was equally horrified and touched.
I may be a couple degrees away from one of those people on Hoarders who can't bring themselves to throw away their cat's poop and burger king wrappers.
I just thought I should confess.
And now for a video of my little army crawling beebs. Yes he is crawling towards his toy of choice, a bottle of baby tylenol. Yes I only let him play with it while supervised (when are babies not supervised though, really.) And yes it has a safety cap so he couldn't ever get it opened anyway.
Blah, blah, video: