Last night putting the boys down was typical. D goes down and is almost happy to be back in bed, and G fights begging for various things like having to pee, water, dada.. whatever so he doesn't have to go to bed.
After a few punishments for getting out of bed, he seems to have settled in the monitor and nothing happened for all of 10 minutes... this usually tells us he is good to go to sleep.
So at that point, we began some trim painting in our bedroom and bathroom. We bring the monitors in there with us, but overall, hear nothing out of them. After about an hour of trim painting... I decide to take a break... and so does J.
J walked into the kitchen first...
"CAN I HELP YOU SIR?!!"
I think.. HOLYCRAPAREYOUKIDDINGME!!
He had tried to make alot of coffee
Opened several of the spare goodie bags left over from the birthday party
Gotten a few cups down for a drink
He was covered and sticky.
He was multicolored.
He did something I had always dreamed of... one bite of everything JUST TO SEE if it taste different.
He was put to bed and me and J were left scratching our heads cleaning the kitchen.
Yes, we had forgotten to turn the alarm system on his door on. And we discovered that the monitor he has doesn't alert you went he turns it off at the base...
And I officially hate having a split bedroom house.
And I am going to take the Pedi advice and get THIS.
After putting G back down... we were cleaning and just trying to wrap our brains around the fact that he did this while we were awake and in the house...
J broke the silence
"You know, he is getting really observant"
'Why do you say that?'
"Well, as much sugar as he poured out, he sure knows how his momma likes her coffee."
'A funny!! Nice'