Okay last night the boys were played out...(thanks Lori and Keith) and it should have been a great night. Unfortunately, Caleb's body had a different idea. He was up and crying and saying he was hurt. His legs just flinched. The first few times I thought it was nightmares or something since he was saying his nose was hurt, his toe was hurt(you get the picture). Finally the third time at about 4am I decided that it must be his legs and gave him some motrin. He finally slept until 8am this morning.
I swear that yesterday he drank 2 litres of milk. Just little Caleb. Oi, it is starting already. I don't want to imagine what it will be like when he and Noah are teenagers.
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