Hamburgers, golf balls, and wet sheets

We ate last night at Fudruckers. Little guy just loves that place. He ate most of his chicken and fries. As soon as we pull in the driveway, he starts saying "golf balls" over and over. That pretty much means Dennis has to take him in the garage where they have set up a mini-driving range (I'll post pics later) and he starts hitting his golf balls. He's pretty good at it! He is getting a golf bag and 3 clubs for his birthday. Hopefully we have a little Tiger on our hands! So he comes in finally and we do our nightly ritual and he goes to bed.

3AM rolls around and he starts crying. He has somehow wet his sheets through his overnight diaper (which he hasn't done since we started using the overnights). Strange thing is his pj's are not wet at all! Go figure. Anyway, he ended up sleeping between us for the rest of the night because his sheets are soaked. Now this morning my neck hurts really bad because he kicked me in the middle of the night. It is nice though cuddling up with short stuff. It makes my heart sing. He's napping right now and Dennis is golfing with Tim. I really should be folding laundry and putting away these toys, but nah. I think I'll take a nap, too!

I love being a mommy.