Have I ever told you how much
Carson loves to run upstairs
first thing in the morning
(especially when I'm yelling and screaming,
"Noooooo, Carson!")
to go play with Tiegan?
His favorite thing is to climb up
on the side of his
crib and talk to him and play with him.
No, I don't put my children to bed half-dressed.
Tiegan recently learned how
to take his shirt off.
(don't you love the face Tiegan is
making at Carson? I wonder what
he did to deserve this look!)
I used to take my time getting upstairs after
he ran upstairs, against my will.
You know...finish brushing my teeth,
or grab my robe.
Who knows...maybe even make
the bed.
(Yeah, right. You know me better than that!)
Well.
I will no longer be taking my
sweet time,
when Carson (aka- Houdini-Boy)
escapes and runs upstairs
against my wishes.
Why? You ask...
Remember when I made
these fabulous letters
for Tiegan's room?
Well.
Now they look like this:
Guess who did this.
I'll give you a hint.
One of the boys can't reach the letters.
Yes.
Houdini-Boy
himself is responsible.
Lesson learned.