Playing Mommy

As could be expected with a 4 year old, I definitely had to play mommy all week at camp. And what better time is there to play mommy than bedtime.

I'm pretty sure I only slept Wednesday night. Sunday night, I was unaware Ty wheezes in his sleep so I thought he was dying..oops...Monday night he wet the bed and was understandably upset for a while...Tuesday night he rolled outta bed and did a face plant onto the floor, ouchies!...Wednesday night=sleep!...Thursday night he had a bad dream and made me lay by him because he was "afwaid!"...and Friday night, it was hot and sticky and I was crying b/c I didn't wanna leave in the morning. :-(

But what's playing mommy without a good poop story, lol. On Monday night when we were lunar bowling, Ty yells that he's gotta go potty so I'm like ok, let's go and he goes into the guys room. Well, like ten minutes later, he's still in there so I get a guy companion to check on him. His message: Ty says to tell you he's done. Oh great, I think, I gotta go in there now. So I retrieve myself another male companion to stand guard...don't want other little boys in there while I'm in there!...and I proceed to go in and help Ty out, meanwhile the bowling alley guy is looking at me like I'm insane. Oh well.