Little Toe, or LT for short, is kicking away. I am almost 24 weeks and feel huge already. Rogan named him Little Toe quite some time ago. He actually gave him many names - most of which contained the word Moon in them. We thought Little Toe was the best and Rogan has declared himself Big Toe. I truly have no clue what we are going to name this next little boy. Hoping Zack will pull through with the perfect name like he did last time.
This weekend we will be pretty busy. Pop Pop and Grandma are taking Rog to see the performance of Lion King and then we will be having dinner with Steph and her family. Hope we get to work on the laundry room a bit this weekend. We need to get that finished so I can have extra storage and then we can get Rog's new room going.
I was kind of thinking of a space theme, but don't want to get locked into one thing too much. So far he does not seem very excited about a new room. He would rather be in our room, which is where he usually ends up between midnight and 2am. I often wake up to hear the pitter patter of his feet coming down the hall and him saying mommy -I'm scared. And then I say come on in and he jumps in and he is freezing. He doesn't like to wear PJs to bed, so usually it is just the diaps! He has peed one too many times in our bed, so we make him wear them at night now.
I know him sleeping with us is such a bad habit, but I do love it. I love warming him up when he first gets in and snuggling next to him. Sometimes it sucks and he turns around in every direction resulting in kicks to our faces on occasion. Those are the nights when we think about putting an end to it - well, at least Zack does mainly. I think he gets kicked more than I do.
