I love Pampers! I love them! I love them! I love them!
Let me tell you why... Sunday, Everette and I got back from Indy around 5 PM. Jonathan was pretty wiped (although not really too grouchy), he woke up at 7 AM and had only slept maybe two hours total for the rest of the day. I changed Jonathan's diaper at the Cheesecake Factory around 2:30. When we got home, Jonathan was hungry so I gave him a bottle and he fell asleep. I laid him in his crib thinking he would only sleep for an hour. I was wrong. He slept the whole night.... I mean until 7:30 this morning (poor guy had quite a weekend). He was even in his clothes (a collared shirt and cordorouy pants no less). He didn't even make a peep. And miraculously when he did wake up he wasn't even fussy. He was just cooing away happily in his crib. So I went in expecting to find a soaking wet baby, and wet sheets. While I did find an intensely stinky and incredibly saturated diaper, my babies clothes were dry. AMAZING! I was quite happy! And here is the icing on this delicious cake... After a bottle Jonathan went back to sleep in our bed until 10:30. What a glorious day!
On a not so glorious note, if any of you know some one who know some one who "wacks" dogs. Please contact me. I am looking to have my dog "wacked". It is either that or start selling drugs or black market goods-I can't keep up with Max's expensive chew toy taste. He has a flavor for down comforters. He chewed through one. Which left us with the Queen-size comforter from our guest room--I don't know if any of you have seen Everette and me but, we don't exactly fit under a queen-size comforter. We are exclusively patriarchal when it comes to our bedding. Which left us pretty grumpy in the mornings after several nights of Blanket Wars. It was not a marriage building activity. So I found an incredible deal. I found a King size REAL down Ralph Lauren Comforter for $69.00 at TJMaxx. I was quite pleased with myself. Until last evening. While Everette was taking a nap, Max ate a hole through the Duvet cover and the down comforter right on top of Everette's legs (this should give you an idea of what kind of sleeper Everette is). I have never been so angry. It is actually amazing. I have smacked Max in the head before, and I really wanted to last night. But I didn't. I didn't because I knew if i started I wouldn't stop until he was seriously hurt. I was that mad. So Now Everette and I are back to the tiny cover, and now I have two down comforters with holes in them and feathers all over my bedroom (one can hope they might miraculously sweep up the dust)! Arrg!