Brady has always been a bit sneaky, but with the addition of our recent distraction...Mallory, he has been up to no good. Brady had been griping that his sweatshirt wasn't pressed and that the wrinkles make him look sloppy. blah, blah, blah! I told him that fleece doesn't wrinkle and ironing it is not an option. Well, he decided to take matters into his own hands. This is the bachelor version of ironing. He even threw in a wet wash cloth and a dryer sheet. Clever! Needless to say I emphasized the importance of removing ones trousers and top before giving them a spin in the dryer. I also pointed out that it's good practice to also remove oneself from the dryer before hitting start. Details lady, details! So when I helped him out I noticed a stench....I know our dryer sheets aren't poop scented and I'm pretty sure I only dry CLEAN clothes. Our darling little B man dropped a load. Apparently he was multitasking. He has a nac for doing #2 in enclosed areas. His favorite spot is the storage ottoman, followed by the baskets under the bassinet and now the dryer. The next time I catch him snuggling in for a "man break" I'm plopping him on the toilet. That's an enclosed area we can all appreciate.
Mallory's stats- get ready.....drum roll please....... Weight 16lb 13oz 97% percentile, Height 25.75" 94th percentile. I told her to maybe skip the 3rd piece of pumpkin pie, but nooooooo, this is the only time rolls are cute. Well, she's right. My little meatloaf can work a fat roll like no other. I take such pride in her State Puff like figure.
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