Who are you?

I picked Christi, Gary and Dennis up from the airport last night. When I spoke to Dennis, while he was in his stroller, he looked at me like I was strange (ok, stranger than normal). Then while I was loading him into the carseat, again he looked at me like I was weird. Its really unnerving to see your own facial expressions from someone else. He didn't want anything to do with me after we got home either, he just wanted Christi.

Of course, that changed this morning when I went to get him out of his crib. It also might have had something to do with the sippy of chocolate milk I was carrying though. Not only that, he wanted to make sure I hadn't forgotten how to change a diaper, so after four diapers he decided that was enought for a while. Yesterday was a long and difficult day for Dennis, because he took two long naps this morning. He also dozed a litttle on the way to Birmingham on our hunt for pillows. But he was really irritable once we got back home and was getting ready for bed. But as is normal for him, once changed, dressed, and placed in the crib with his frog, he was out like a light. Christi is dozing while reading so I get to enlighten the free world as to Dennis' exploits today. The only thing to say is that he enjoyed himself shopping. But that is pretty normal for him. And as usual, he enjoyed himself while we shopped. He's out as of right now, and with a little luck, he won't be back up until the morning rolls around.