Atlas has been talking a bit more. We get
Football, ballpark, mama, and yeah most often.
Last night we asked him at 6:45 if he was ready for bed, and he said "yeah" and started blowing kisses. (we're trying to keep him up later due to the pending time change, normally he's in bed within 5 minutes of Adam getting home. )
We've narrowed down the cause to his severe diaper rash - apples. The poor kid cannot have apples. I sure hope he outgrows that too.
He sleeps pretty well now, though. We're still up early, but he rarely wakes up at night. Except tonight. I realize I have just cursed us to getting up a million times tonight.
Happy Halloween everyone! Ares will be Captain America, and Atlas a dragon.
