RESISTING! NAPS! WITH! RENEWED! GUSTO!

So that has been the theme of our week--Zane's 40th week, by the way. Where has the time gone?

Anyway. . .my little munchkin has fully realized that SLEEP IS THE ENEMY. Naps are for SISSIES. There is way too much happening for him to sleep. Like, duh, Mom.

No, no, no. It's not really all that bad. He is napping much better than he used to--he just must have gone through an "easy" phase recently and now that phase is. . .OVER.

And it's not bad. . .I mean, he's napping without me having to hold him or anything. It's just the CONVINCING him that he REALLY, REALLY WANTS TO GO TO SLEEP. No, REALLY. You do, son. I'm not kidding. YES, SLEEP IS GOOD.

Really?

Tell this to my squirming monkey of a child!

Today he was making little monkey noises. Not because we taught him "How does a monkey go?" or anything intelligent like that. He just started making noises. And they sounded like a little monkey.

Oh, and he discovered the oven.

Like how to PULL OPEN THE OVEN DOOR and thoroughly smack himself on the front and the back of the head as he fell down.
Oh, yes, did I mention that he is now tall enough to REACH the knobs on the oven?

Sheesh. Yes, it is time to do some serious babyproofing.

Oh, and NO the oven was NOT turned on. What kind of incompetent mother do you think I am?

Well, that about wraps up my allotted time for blogging today. Let me fish around for a cute picture to leave you with for the weekend. ..

It's really hot here and after yesterday's "Oh my gosh, my mother is trying to kill me by sticking bamboo up my fingernails" OR "trying to feed Zane solid foods" incident we just gave up on clothes and ran around nekked. Well, Zane did. I certainly didn't.