JUICE BOXES ARE EVIL & LEBRON IS F-ING AMAZING

Poor D's been peeing out of his butt for the past 2 days. So much so that I have to check him in the middle of the night and change his diaper so his rash doesn't take over the universe. He doesn't like that much, as you all know D LOVES his sleep. What other 2-year-old do you know that puts himself to bed no matter what fun stuff is going on? The culprit of this madness is juice boxes. He sucked down 4 on Memorial day and he's paying for it now. Sure, we shouldn't of let him have so many, but he gets so stinkin' happy when he's carrying around his little capri sun. We learned our lesson.

In other non-poop related news, Thursday evening Bob and I took the kids to Tracy's son's baseball game. It was awesome and we plan on going every Thursday. D hung out with Lynn's daughter and developed a serious crush. See what I mean:




Thursday evening I planned on watching the CAVS and being in bed by 11. Double over-time kept me up until after midnight. Who cares, I'm pretty sure I saw history being made with Lebron. Yes, the CAVS won in Deetroit rock city. But holy shysters, did you see what LJ did? It's not even human. I am still in awe and can't wait for Saturdays game. GO CAVS!