For once I actually find myself alone in the house in the morning, the last person to leave. Stephen and the boys are already up and on their way to a Huck Finn fishing derby. They boys are so excited. This is a big day for them, full of "manly" activities. Connor is geared up with his pack-pack loaded with Etch-a-Sketch and a wrapped English Muffin (he insisted on putting his "lunch" in his pack "like Mommy does"). I'm anxious to see if they catch anything - especially if they catch the pink fish that Connor tells me are living in the reservoir.
This summer looks to be our most fun summer yet. Having a three and a five year-old boy is a different world compared to how I grew up, but I love it! I have decided that if I get to come back as anything after I die, I'm coming back as a five year-old boy. One of the things I'm getting the biggest kick out of is how they want to sleep now that the weather is so warm. Both of them get dressed in their PJ's each night, Connor insistent upon pulling his underwear up over his Pull-Up. A peek inside the room an hour later reveals two crumpled balls of pajamas on the bedroom floor. The boys have decided it's too hot for pajamas and they want to sleep "like Daddy".
Yep. Because Daddy always makes sure to put his diaper on before he puts on his underwear at night.
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