When 5 pm rolled around, Tucker was totally done. He had come in from a serious afternoon of puddle jumping and pushing his stroller, and filling his watering can, and helping Austin with some carpentry in the shed. We took his boots off, and his soaking pants off, and next thing we knew, Tucker had found his ducky and his pacifier, and his yellow blanket and was crashed in the middle of the floor. When Austin went upstairs, Tucker moved enough to join me in the kitchen, again, totally sprawled out on the tile.
He rallied enough to eat a few bites of dinner, but was in bed before 6 pm. Silly little man, this is what happens when you wake up every hour all night long and then take a short nap!!!
