I made the mistake of not putting her shoes away last night, and when Jelly sees shoes, she must wear them. NOW! I attempted to show her that they wouldn't fit over her pajama feet, but she wasn't happy about it. She let it go when I told her breakfast was coming.
Once I got Jelly to the table, I started to make some coffee. I decided to experiment with my Tassimo Brewbot, by using the cappuccino foam, but regular coffee, rather than espresso. You don't have to tell me that I like to live dangerously. My advice: only attempt this if you have a very large mug, which I do. Just as my brewbot was finishing creating the frothy goodness, I heard Moe. Usually, if we don't have to rush to get ready for school, I just go in, open the crib tent, and let Moe climb out when he's ready.
This morning I went in to find him laying down, snuggling in his blankets, half naked. Diaper and pants off. I can only imagine that this was the fun I heard in the wee hours (pun intended). Fortunately, there were no "gifts" to discover, but there was a wet diaper wadded in the corner of the crib. Moe was not too happy about being wrestled out of his crib, and changed so quickly after waking up, but it had to be done.
After I got him cleaned up, I sat with him on the floor and comforted him a bit. At one point, Jelly came over and patted Moe on the back. How sweet is that girl? Of course, it only annoyed Moe.
Jeff is now at the gym, the kids are watching Sesame Street and I'm finally enjoying my cup of cold, milky coffee. Is it naptime yet?
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