It has to be said that wearing underwear really is ideal when it comes to tool storage.
It also has to be said that this is my baby wearing underwear and I’m still in shock as to how that happened.
It’s been a busy few weeks for my boy. He’s still working through saying goodbye to his pacifiers. He doesn’t want to take naps because he misses them so much and they aren’t there when they should be. Consequently, evenings are a ridiculous cryfest. Every night at bedtime has been a struggle. He falls asleep under his bed because he doesn’t like being in the bed without his pacis. It makes me feel sad, frustrated and really guilty.
Then out of nowhere he decided to wear the underwear that’s been sitting in his drawer for a month. I’d bought it in anticipation of potty training him in August. But now we’re going with it. I’m not going to lie – it is sketchy. He loves the underwear. He also loves peeing on my carpet through the underwear.
I think I’m too old to potty train a child. I might hire a professional. Let me know if you’re interested.
All this to say that my baby is making changes. Changes that make him seem more like a boy and less like a babe. It’s hard. And great. And hard.
And today he turns THREE. Happy Birthday Owlie. You’ll always be my baby.
PS. Update: This morning he woke up, did the BAD ONE in his underwear and ate half a loaf of banana chocolate chip bread while his dad was getting ready for work and I was still asleep. Awesome, no?