Logan is the funniest human being that I have ever met. When he wakes up in the morning, his energy equates with someone who has woken up and downed 2 Rockstars. He wants to tackle with dad every morning. He loves, loves, loves being outside with his little friends. He is very much into his gymnastics class, dirt, cousins, popsicles, grandmas, and pre-school days. He pretends to enjoy watching cheesy musicals with me. He loves wearing clothes that are way too small and takes pride in his self-assembled outfits. Logan is psyched about his ability to be a walking flashlight after his pajamas are charged up at night.
Today he woke up from his nap and found his way to the kitchen with his eyes half closed, whining. He came over to me in the kitchen, pulled his pants down, and started peeing right on my slippers. I swear the stream lasted for 30 seconds before I saw the finished yellow pond that he had just made on the tile. I started laughing, hard. He just turned around and went back to bed. I have no idea what that was all about. Tonight he made me lay down with him, so I pretended I was asleep as he had a choke-hold on me for a good 15 minutes. All of the sudden, he peers over to see me awake and cracks himself up at the idea that we are both still awake. Well, he is still awake, and that leaves 9 hours until pre-school starts. He is growing up too fast. Ask him- he will assure you that he is 5. I hope that I never forget how entertaining his toddler phase has been.
