Raising Reese

As I lay in my bed this morning I had no idea what the first 10 minutes of my day would bring....

I wake up, do my usual morning "get out of bed and nearly sprint to the potty" routine, then get back in the warm covers to watch the morning news before The Little Peanut comes in.

About 20 minutes later I hear "Mama....Mama Juice". I then feel my covers ripped from my body and icy hands creeping up my leg. I reach down and grab for my sweet little Reese and when I do I grab his so soft, so cute, so perfect little baby's butt! I mean, who doesn't love a baby's butt? Then it hits me.........

BABY'S BUTT!!!! Where is his diaper!!??!!

Right about the time I realize he's going commando he starts giggling as if he knew I just figured it all out. I walk into his room and there it is, laying in the floor. I pick it up, it's pretty full, so I think to myself, "Ok mom, he just thought it was too full and knew I would change him immediately anyways."

I take another diaper to our room and the 3 of us lay in bed watching Little Einstiens.

When my husband can take it no more, he decides it's time for work and makes a pit-stop into Reese's room not knowing I had already done the mommy cleanup.

But, little did I know, I had missed the boat completely.

Seems as if this diaper had been off since last night - when Reese (who we heard through his door) was up playing basketball! So, he had wet the bed!!!! And when I say "wet", I mean drenched the bed, like a wave came crashing up over the side, landed right on the entire bed, completely soaking the thing from top to bottom!

His dad put him in a UT sleep shirt last night - and I guess it is obvious what he thinks about UT!!!!