Adventures in babysitting

So this morning my very pregnant sister is at the hospital most likely having a baby. He's been close for a few weeks now and there have been days where we thought for sure he was coming. Despite my mother being at the hospital with her, her midwife saying to come to the hospital instead of her office, her contractions becoming more painful, the fact that she's already 5 cm dilated, or that her husband's plane ticket is already purchased for him to come meet their son, I guess I'm just a little hesitant to say he's coming for sure. I understand little Nicola's coming today, I just don't think it's sunk in yet.

So anyway, while Mom and Nanna are at the hospital, I get to watch Max. He's my favorite boy in the whole world and I'm happy to have some more time with him before he moves to Oklahoma. Well, on this particular morning, I left him watching Dora in his undies to go take a shower. After I was dressed I went down to check on him, and there he was in his undies in front of the tv. Only, while I was indisposed, it seems he took himself to the potty. How could I tell you ask? Well, it was evident he had some trouble putting the underpants back on after going to the bathroom. The poor child had stretched one of the leg holes over his little hips, while his legs found their way through whatever available holes in the underwear's design. But there he was watching Dora the Explorer like nothing was wrong. I just love my little man.

Though I think Max is just as skeptical about the arrival of Nic as I am. I asked him if he was getting a brother today, and he most determinably said no. His mom will just have to prove us wrong. In the meantime Nick Jr and some Apple Jacks are turning out to be the perfect recipe for a good morning.