Neither of us...

Neither me or my precious boy were doing what we were supposed to be doing from about 7:30 to 9pm tonight. 

We have this new bedtime thing.  As soon as I get him all clean in his jammies he starts pointing at my room saying Choo Choo... Choo Choo.  That's Hardin talk for Thomas and tickle time please.

We lay in bed and turn on Thomas and then starts the goofing off.  He wallows all around, I try and catch him and tickle him.  When I get him he says again, again, AGAIN!  He says that becuase I read somewhere that you should ask for permission before tickling becuase it makes some kids feel powerless.  Not my goof.  He loves it!

Well, tonight daddy was at darts, so we had let tickle time last until almost 8.  That never happens.

When I put him down I sat down to sift through the 248 emails I had in my work inbox since Friday.  I watched this little monkey for about an hour instead.  He was cracking me up!  Singing, laughing, playing.  I learned my lesson on keeping him up a little too late... or maybe he's just as excited as I am that B LANDS AT 7:20 TOMORROW MORNING!  Mom's picking him up and meeting me and the babe for breakfast by my office.  I can't wait! 

These videos will be boring for most but me.  But the joy they will bring me will make up for it.