I've been up since 7am and i'm exhausted. In the past 15 minutes alone Carter and I have played Batman, GI Joe, Spiderman, hide and seek, tickled each other, hopped around on one foot, chased the cats, got hissed at by the cats, watched cartoons, looked at pictures from the lake and our trip to DC, and played with the clapper...clap on clap off...wow you've got magic skillz!...and no you can't have a cookie cause you've just had breakfast. Phew, my first break. Ok maybe not. Theres a battle between the cat and boy...its on!! Hiss, growl, hissssss!! Oof...what's next. "I love you". Aww...that makes it all seem alright. Oh. I think I spoke too soon. There was a motive behind that....it's followed by "Can you buy me that Polly Pocket?", he's pointing at the TV. "Ummm, I don't know if your dad would want you playing with a girl toy...you'll have to ask him." "But you can buy it for you and then you can play with me"....Slick. Ok, the fight is back on. Race car and boy VS the cat. I haven't even had breakfast yet and he's already thinking about lunch....and trying to bite my nose. I'm off to play super heroes now..
