He Gets It

Wyatt again is supposed to be sleeping and Jeff & I were down here reviewing the gajillion photos on the camera. All of a sudden we heard a big thud from upstairs, followed by silence, so I headed up to see what it was. Well, sweet Wyatt had removed a door from his nightstand and was holding it in his hand when I walked in (in his defense, it's a Japan purchase and has Asian hinges that make it fairly easy to pop in and out). So I asked what happened and he answered that it just came out.

Before I could ask the follow-up question (and point out that it was naptime) he said, "Mommy, what you doing downstairs while I'm supposed to be sleeping?"

Seriously, son. You crack me up.