So yesterday afternoon I think I aged 10 years in the span of 7 seconds. I was making lunch for all of us and the kids were playing happily in their playroom, or so I thought. I heard Dylan laughing and talking to herself and assumed she was talking to Justin. Still I went to check it out.
I go out the the playroom to find only Dylan, Justin isn't anywhere around; "Where's Justin?"
"He's over there, tlimbing."
Climbing, I thought to myself and turned around to see my 10 month old little stunt man half way up the stairs. "Oh sh*t Justin!" I yelled, as he turned to me and started waving and laughing like a lunatic!
It is with this event that I respectfully decline my nomination for the Mother of the Year Award.