Goof

Tonight, I was trying to read to you before going to bed. You said "night night"... promptly got out of my lap, gathered up your books, figured out to slide them through the bars of you crib (got all of them you had gotten out earlier of course), tried to push your blankie back through the bars, and then wanted to get in. I laid you down, explained to you why you couldn't have your milk even though you said "mine", and pulled the door shut.
Before that, you had colored in the shower and then found it fun to clean it off with the bathrag. Gonna keep you thinking it's fun.
Pulled out the potty seat insert and lifted your leg up to get in. Only to act afraid of the heights when given the opp to get up. Then insisted on putting in some toilet paper.
Got a balloon at Chik-Fil-A which Daddy kept from you in the car because you batted it into him. When he gave it back, you held on and wouldn't let it fly away again... only to get bored with it at home after playing for a little bit.Went rummaging in the drawers in the bathroom only to find a hotel bathroom rag still wrapped up - which you got out and used to clean off your parents. Daddy's head, Mommy's feet.
And yes, child, your daddy is in his boxers in every picture you will have as a child I'm pretty sure.