Mommy First

In all things there must be balance.

Porter said, "Dadadadada" first.

This morning, when he started screaming (He never cries. Never, never, never, never, never. He doesn't like to waste time when he can scream.) I rushed to him, scooped him out of bed, and began to change him. Even his onesie was wet. Lil came in to help, because Porter kept screaming. He does this until all wrongs are righted, and America's children can all read.

He screams a lot.

As soon as we had him changed and dry, I picked him up, but he saw mom was there and leaned out of my arms, into her, rested his head on her shoulder, and immediately went back to sleep.

Yeah. Thanks little buddy. We'll see how this pans out when you want a pony!