Max is still working on keeping dry all night long. He's only 4 so I'm not concerned about it yet. He has grown to like some night time pullups that feel a bit softer than the normal pullups. He did not like the crinkly noise that the normal ones make. They made him feel like he wasn't a big boy.

Well, with lots of things going on right now, I guess I lost track of how many of his special pullups he had left. Tonight, after his bath, I went to ask if he had brushed his teeth yet, and I found this:

That, my friends, is Max wearing a pullup bag. Leg holes cut out and everything. Apparently he ran out and so he was going to take matters into his own hands. I asked him if I could take his picture and he agreed. He also wanted to make sure that I posted these on the blog for all to see. This just might be his proudest moment to date. Although...in 12 years or so he might not like these pictures so much.

No, he did not sleep in this, and no, this is not a common occurance here. Never have I cut holes in a bag and asked my kids to wear it...although it would cut down on laundry. After we had a good laugh, he took this contraption off, and was tucked into bed with comfy cotton underpants on. Now if only I remember to wake him up around midnight so he isn't in a puddle come morning.

Just to keep things accurate, I forgot to mention a story that makes us ready to leave also. R.C. reminded me that I forgot this one...

One evening, I was in the kitchen cleaning up after supper when I heard someone walking in the back parking area (it is gravel and so you can hear people walking or cars pulling in and out). I looked out the window and saw a police man. R.C. came into the kitchen at that time and he noticed him also. We kept watching, wondering what he was doing, and right behind that police officer, there was another, and another, and another! They were combing the back parking area and the neighbors yard below us. They checked under our back deck and in and under our car. R.C. then decided to look out the front livingroom windows and found several police cars parked out front, and MORE officers. We watched for quite awhile as police walked and drove slowly up and down the streets surrounding our house and took several more walks through our back area. It was creepy. They were looking very hard for someone, but soon it began to rain and the search was canceled.

We are unaware as to who was being looked for, or what this person did to be looked for, but the thought of someone roaming the streets, and hiding, (near us) that the police felt needed to be found, was weird. Who knows, he could still be out there...