Getting dressed this morning, Tyler must have told me No at least 25 times. No to putting on a diaper. He ran from his bedroom out to the living room without a diaper on yelling No. I finally tackled him but it was No to getting dressed. I tried letting him put his shirt on but he took it off. I started to think maybe he likes streaking. But those no's just kept coming. No to brushing his hair and teeth. He threw both the hairbrush and toothbrush on the floor when I tried letting him do it himself. No No No to washing his face. No to his inhalant. No to Chili just because Chili got in Tyler's way trying to sniff him good morning. No to saying bye bye to Daddy. No to getting in the carseat. Finally once he was strapped in and stuck, he changed his tune. Cracker? Cracker? Ok I will take any word over No. Eat a cracker. Wow that was exhausting.

He came home from daycare in someone else's clothes again yesterday. I'd better take a closer look at him, maybe they switched my sweet little boy with this tyrant who's favorite word is no. It's been getting hot so they let the kids play with water outside. Tyler loves water so of course, he gets soaking wet. We came home with two outfits wrapped in plastic bags weighing five pounds each because they were soaked. So I sent him back this morning with a bunch of shorts and short-sleeved shirts, hoping those won't get as wet as the pants and shirts he's been wearing until now. I'm practically keeping half his wardrobe at daycare these days. But I'm glad they get to play in water. They also sent him home with a bunch of pictures they had taken of him as a baby. Since he's no longer in the infant room, they cleaned out his stuff to make room for the tons of babies they have now. There must be at least seven in that room. While Tyler was an infant, there were never more than four in his room and usually it was two or three. I feel so lucky now, but wonder how many they'll have when Tyler2 is ready for daycare. Those babies in there now are competing for the one swing, two Boppies, two teachers and one bouncy seat. There must be a baby boom in Elk Grove. And they are ALL BOYS! Not a single baby girl.