I am trying (haha) to get Garrett down for a nap. For starters, I have to keep my door open to make sure he isn't climbing over his gate. The conversation, at present, is going something like this:
"Mommy, lizard!! Liiiiizard!! 'Arshall!! 'Arshall! Daddy, daddy, daddy!! Mow, outside!! Keys. **humming or singing I can't make out** Oh, oh, oh. . . .again!"
The morning started out in a similar fashion. He has been getting up so early it isn't even funny. Now I think he is turning his light on and off. **Sigh** Back to work while I can still ACTUALLY get something done!