However, the Poop Dog detested when the time came to come inside for lunch and nap time. This kid is extremely adventurous and athletic. Have I told you this? Coordination to the max. I'm talking he runs circles around 4 and 5 year olds. Daredevil. He fears nothing and can climb anything. It is actually quite impressive.
Getting that little fireball of athletic goodness settled down for nap time wore me out more than most of my races. This is the truth. I'll always remember the time my friend came to my front door seconds after I got Peter in his crib for his nap and I was literally panting and out of breath. I held the door opened and smiled under my sweat.
"Oh, I'm fine. I just put Peter down for his nap..." (Wheeze, wheeze, pant)
So what you see below is Peter crying out for his freedom, cursing his mother for her restrictive madness, and showing me who's boss.
Heaven help me when he's a teenager.
Yes, he's clinging to the prison door for one last glimpse of sunlight and freedom. Poor baby.
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