Well, I said that Remick was sleeping though the night. It took me a week to get used to it and actually be able to sleep myself. And here I am again, up in the middle of the night because the little bugga will not sleep. Not with my help, not without it. Boy is he frustrating me. At least I'll get some crocheting done, right? And blogging. And I picked up the toys a bit. So I'm also going to take back saying the Makili was potty trained because I don't want him to make me a liar too. Okay? Noone sleeps though the night (because last night NOONE did - not even Makili, the soundest sleeper on the planet. He woke up telling me his feet hurt??? his feet?) and we all crap in our pants. Okay. They can make me a liar now.
ps: look at the thighs on this child!