But, all's well that ends well. (That's how you say it, right?)
We ended our evening coloring on a little notepad that Cayman got from his friend Mason for his birthday. I asked Cayman what he had drawn, and he said, "This my poop, mommy." I'm being 100% serious. He drew a picture of his poop. It even really looks like poop. Over and over he said, "I draw poop, mommy. This my poop. Poop." He's not at the age yet where bathroom humor strikes his funny bone either. Any interest is good interest, right??
[caption id="attachment_851" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="You can even tell that he's getting ready to say the word "poop!""]
[/caption][caption id="attachment_852" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="Close up picture of poop :)"]
[/caption]Tomorrow morning, we're off to the airport to pick up Kyle, Jennifer and Sadie!!!! YAY!!!!!!
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