I must be crazy!

I must be crazy - reason #1. I watched Jett's friend Wesley the other night and as the night was dragging on I thought, hey, let's give the boys a bath. I put Jett in first and then went to put Wesley in and he totally freaked out. Then ran naked all through my house (note: he was having some bathroom problems at the time so I took off running after him in hot pursuit). Finally I got all of them in and then realized what a stupid idea that was. An hour later of washing the boys and putting on pajamas one by one and then cleaning up a wet floor, I was finished.



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I must be crazy - reason #2. After the bath I needed to feed Brayden so I let the boys play unsupervised. Note that every diaper and clothing in Jett's dresser is now on the floor.

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I must be crazy - reason #3. So that night Greg got home at 1:30a.m. from a flight. We were sleeping so peacefully at 3:30 a.m. when I was awoken by what sounded like a knock on the door. At first I thought it was Jett hitting the wall, but then I heard it again so I walked out to the living room only to see out the front windows our neighbor boy looking in at me. Side note: the night before Greg found him smashing frogs with a mallet in his driveway and doing some other distrubing things and we decided that until we got to know him a bit more, the boys were not to be around him. Back to story. So my must be crazy #3 is when I walked to the door and opened it (thinking the whole time...I'm going to die:). Hello, Natalie! Isn't this why you got married, so your big, strong, protective husband could answer the door for psycho scary next door neighbor kid in the middle of the night. So we don't leave you in suspense. He had locked himself out of the house and needed to use our phone to call his mom. She didn't get home until 7a.m. so she asked if he could just sleep at our house. Pretty sure there was no way I could sleep knowing a strange kid was in my house, so my wonderful sweetheart stayed up the rest of the night and talked witht he kid until his mom came home. F.Y.I...the kid is growing on us, he's okay, but just really weird!