I slept until 9!  I don't know why I slept until 9!
It is becoming a routine to lay in bed and talk with either Mommy or Barbara about the new day and what we will do.  It is not just the big things, but things like brushing teeth, taking out trash, talking on web cam to great grandparents, and if I am going to Time Out today or not.  It lets me know what to expect and gives me a chance to think about how I am going to behave.

Playing doctor and giving a shot to my patient.

 Spaceman Mason.

Daddy says I look like I have on General Patton's helmet.  I have not played solider, but that will be another imagination game I can play.

Barbara says I am such a sweet boy.  She was working in her room, when I ran in with an empty sippie cup asking for more chocolate milk, please.  Then I turned and ran back to play by myself.  It is a relative new thing that I will play by myself.

I am not any closer to sitting on the potty to have a BM.  Mommy and Barbara have tried everything they can think of and I just won't listen to reason.

I have an orange blowup beach-ball type basketball and I can catch it and throw it better today than I could a couple of weeks ago.  And I have a large ball that I am great at kicking.

 I was awake and playing one minute and the next I crawled onto my sofa pallet and was sound asleep.  This was before 8pm and took Mommy and Barbara by surprise.

They managed to get my long-sleeved shirt off and my pj top on without waking me up.  Mommy carried me to bed.

Family picture of Greg, Julie, Jackson (JP) Dierks and Hope's lamb.  Hope's footprint in on the bottom of JP's shoe.