Outside

Pretty much all I hear all day is "go outside".  Tate has so much fun playing outside. Today he washed his truck.  He was gassy so I took off his diaper in the hopes he would be able to use his potty chair soon. Well, he went potty in it all on his own!  Can you tell I am sick of changing diapers?  Tate had a tough time falling asleep tonight. He kept crying so I finally had to lay with him. He started talking about monsters and repeatedly said he was scared. Poor guy!