For some reason, William has started singing "Taco Bell, Taco Bell, Taco all the way" to the tune of Jingle Bells. We don't even eat Taco Bell that often, maybe once a month?
On Monday night, he woke up at 2am, came downstairs and said he was 'cold'. It was 75 upstairs on thermostat, but i gave him a blanket anyways. 5 minutes later, I hear 'mommy' again. This time it was the potty. He went. This morning, Alan asks him if he woke up to go potty in the middle of the night and he replied "Daddy, I think I drank too much water last night".
While William was sick on Wednesday still, his daddy had a client in town and I stayed home with him all day. That night, we were home alone since Alan had dinner plans with said client. Suddenly, bout 7:15pm, the power goes out. William is upstairs playing and freaks, yelling 'mommy!'. It is pitch black upstairs, I find my phone as a light and grab him. We spent the next hour playing on the computer and phone by candlelight. William said "Daddy will go get us some new lights and a new fan from Home Depot". He watched Alan install our ceiling fans and some lights and so he figured we could just get new ones if they weren't going to work!