Photo Friday

Trouble

Last week Tyson figured out how to do this:

That's the toddler lock we used to keep him in his room. Off the door. No longer keeping him in his room.

I promptly started digging my own grave.

I'm well aware that locking your toddler in his room is frowned upon by some parents. I'd like to formally invite those parents to come to our house each night and deal with the twenty seven times our toddler now gets out of bed and comes into our room for a glass of water/to go pee/to go poop/to put his PJs on/to take his PJs off/help blow his nose/find him another blanket/help him pee again/tell him a story/take off the blanket/tuck him in/help him pee again/get him more water/and help him pee again.

SERIOUSLY.

I understand that we couldn't keep him locked in his room until he turned 17, but there is such a thing as wishful thinking.

Any suggestions as to how to stop the twenty seven times the toddler needs something at night would be greatly appreciated.

PS: While we do did lock our toddler in his room at night, we do not make him wear a leash in public. THAT I would frown upon.

Winter is Coming

Last night we ate what I'm certain will be our last family picnic this year. We also took the kids on an evening walk. I wore capris and a t-shirt.

This morning we woke up to 48 degrees and wind.

Yep, that's pretty much how I feel about it too Mimi.