Oh Evan, night time is for sleeping.

Evan woke us up at 2:00 am last night.  He wanted to "talk".  I got up with him so Joe wouldn't have to.  He kept me up for about an hour and a half.

The funny thing is, I was mad because Evan woke me up from a dream where I was about to win an award on the Food Network, because I created the world's best pasta sauce recipe.  I had to find out what was in the recipe so I could make it in real life.  I tried so hard not to wake up.

When I got out of bed, I stepped on Evan's rattle, hurting my foot.  Then, because it was dark, I tripped over the vacuum cleaner!  I screamed so loud I probably woke up neighbors.

What a night!  Oh Evan, don't you know, night time is for sleeping?  

PISSED!

.... Grrrr.

Who says SAHM's watch soap operas all day?

Not much soap opera watching for me. However, I do watch Barefoot Contessa while I'm feeding Evan.

Today I: 

• Cleaned the toilets.
  
• Baked a two layer rainbow sprinkle cake with orange flavored frosting dusted with orange zest.
  
• Tended to the constant demands of a teething 4 month old.
  
• Cleaned up after Trevor's mess with the Bath & Body Works Wallflower. 1
  
• Did the dishes twice
• Changed the nastiest of all diapers in the history of babies. 2

1 Long Story. Let's just say he was curious of how it worked and decided to investigate, which lead to potpourri being smeared all over our walls.

2 He had what looked like camouflage colored mud smeared up his back. It took 12 wipes to clean it up.

Trevor & Joe

Last night, Joe's mom called to tell us a story about something Trevor said. Trevor went to a birthday party last night and Joe's foster sister, Sheila drove him. Someone at the party asked Trevor if Sheila was his mom, to which Sheila said, "No, I'm his Aunt."

Trevor said, "I didn't know you were my Aunt."

Sheila said, "Well, Joe's my Brother and he's going to be your Step Dad, so that makes me your Aunt."

Trevor told, "Well soon, he's going to be my real Dad."

That story makes me so happy I could cry. Maybe it's the emotional side of pregnancy, but knowing that my family unit is real and it's all coming together for us, well... it make me want to cry.

I'm so happy Joe and Trevor get along. Trevor really does need a "dad". I actually told myself that he didn't need one simply because I just couldn't provide one for him. I decided it was better for him to not have a dad than have some jerk in his life that would constantly let him down.

But I've seen a real change in Trevor since Joe has come along. Trevor's drastically more confident and seems to have a lot more fun just being a boy.

I'm not sure if I've ever told Joe in words, but I really appreciate him for being good to my son.

Thank You, Joe. I love you.