Poop decks and coffee breaks.

Saturday, I dropped Deacon off at my mom's house. They were all in the pool and my mom wanted to take him for a swim. He played and had a good time. When it was time to go in, my mom took his shorts and diaper off for him to dry off. He was playing with toys on the pool deck. I told my mom and sister, "He hasn't pooped today. He'll probably poop right there. There he goes." He just squatted down next to some toys and let it go. It was so funny. We were all running in circles trying to figure out how to clean him and the deck off. My mom scared Deacon mid-poop when she shrieked and he ran into the garage. He and Tyler were in there playing while we were cleaning the poop off the deck. Tyler came running out saying, "Aunt Ali, Dee pood in the garage." I was like, "No he didn't." Tyler was like, "Uh-huh. Him did." I walked over there and he sure did. A little pile of poop on the other side of my mom's Tahoe. It was pretty funny.

This morning, I had just given Deacon a cookie before I went to the bathroom. When I walked out, he was sitting in the recliner, dipping his cookie into my coffee, and "reading" his animal book. What a dork. He is full of silly.