really cute! & really gross...

When Dave got home from work this evening, he sat down with the kids and wrote a letter to Santa.  In crayon. (altogether:  "awww!")  It was adorable.  He asked them what they wanted to tell Santa that they wanted.  They made sure to say they were "good boys."  David asked for "the red bike with the #1 on the front" and Noah wanted "the blue one."  Then they discussed what they needed to set out for Santa and the reindeer on Christmas Eve: milk and cookies and carrots and water respectively.  it was adorable.

And on to "gross"....  Apparently, unbeknownst to me, David had peed his bed during nap time.  Did he say a word?  Nope.  He had put his pants back on (he takes them off for nap) and trotted down the stairs.  Now tonight when I put him to bed I covered him up (the sheet was dry by this time), and he said "I don't want that blanket."
"Why don't you want that blanket?"
"It's a little bit wet."
I had only touched the edges to pull it up.  So i really felt it...  Holy pee--it was so wet!  And it smelled!  Grabbed his other blanket--also smelly.  UUGGHH!
"David, why didn't you tell me you peed at nap?"
(unintelligible sounds...)
"David, why is this wet?"
"It's water..."
"It is not water!"
Stripped bed, new sheets and blankets, bed time.