So, Sean has been sick. He had this fever that spiked at 104, but stayed around 102 for most of the week. Last night the fever broke about 9:00 pm. At 3:00 am, Sean awoke, and wanted mommy to hold him and help him sleep. John tried to do this for him, but no avail. I got up, rocked him back to sleep, and then went to put him back in his crib. Yeah right. He cried some more, and then I said to myself, the fever is gone, why are John and I playing these night-night games?
Back in the crib he went, screaming. I told him it was time to sleep, and that I loved him and said “Good Night.” Five minutes later I went back in, and told him that it was time to sleep and that I loved him… To which he said “I have poo-poo.” I started to laugh. He is a bit poo-poo obsessed right now. There was no smell, no indication that he had poo-poo. I went over to him, gave him a hug and felt his diaper… No poo-poo. I told him, “you don’t have poo-poo, night-night Sean.” Within 2 minutes he was back asleep, and John and I were in the bed laughing. He is smart that little man. He knew that I would pull him out of the crib if he had a dirty diaper, and that I would have to check it, so he would get a hug. Cheeky baby! I do love him!
yep, those kiddos are pretty smart! glad he’s better!