Midnight Monday night: I woke up to Dillon sitting on the floor next to my bed. He is saying something about his juice. He hands me his sippy cup and asks me to get him some juice. I tell him "later...tomorrow. It's still time for nigh-night." Shane suggests I give him a little bit (who likes to wake up thirsty!?) so I give him a few sips of the water I keep on my nightstand. I go to take him back to bed and discover he has brought the entire bottle of juice from the fridge to our room!
Thankfully, it was a plastic bottle so no harm done. He is definitely independent-Mom is sleeping so I'll just go get my juice myself!
