Yesterday I had a moment I was neither prepared for, nor ever wanting or planning to have. Now I know that when babies are really little, boys that is, they tend to pee on their caregivers while they change their diapers. I got lucky in that area, as TJ never hit me, but did hit himself in the face quite regularly. So perhaps yesterday was some sort of payback for the years of pee I missed.

We were playing on my bed, bouncing and rolling around, which is a common lazy day thing to do around here (it's just fluffy and soft and king-sized). Taryn and I were laying on the bed cooing and whatnot, while TJ bounced around our heads, threatening utter doom if he were to fall or slip. We were calling each other silly, crazy, funny, all the fun things parents and children call each other, when TJ said to me, "Mommy, I pee-peed on Taryn." I said, "You better not ever pee-pee on her, or you'll be in big trouble." He giggled, and the fun continued. A few minutes later, he came up to me and said, "Mommy, I'm pee-peeing on you!" I went to laugh and give him the warning of punishment again, when I looked up, and saw what I now perceive to be funny, but at the time not so much. There stood TJ, above my torso, with his 'toodlewhop' out, and giving me the shower I had managed to miss that morning! All the while he was just laughing away, as if peeing on Mommy is part of our daily fun. Needless to say, I don't think he was prepared for the sudden shock and anger I lashed at him. No, no, I didn't hit him or anything. I did, however, yell in a voice I never use, and with a force that TJ had yet to hear from me. I think I scared the piss out of him. Of course, he had already emptied that, so he didn't have to worry about changing his underwear!

Anyway, just wanted to share the highlight of my days of late. I hope your days have been equally as exciting, and I will be by shortly to check! Talk to you later!