Concerned

Zoë took it upon herself to wake up Jason this morning. She had been in our bed. She got up, opened our door, opened Jason's door and woke him up. Well, he had to go potty when he woke up, but he was in a cage.

When I got him up he wanted shoes. Mommy said he had to change his di-poo first. (For those that don't know, that's what Jason originally called his diaper.) So, he fusses a little and finally lets her. She takes his shorts off and changes his diaper. Then the conversation went like this.

Jason - "Shoes?"

Mommy - "You ready for your shoes?"

Jason grabs one of his shoes and holds it and a foot up.

Jason - "Shoes!"

Daddy - "Other foot buddy."

Mommy - "Come closer."

Jason moves forward presenting his other foot.

Mommy puts his shoes on.

Jason - "Shoes."

Jason examines his lower half, admiring his shoes.

Jason - "Oh Noooo!"

Jason further's his examination.

Jason - "Pants!?"

Jason looks around.

Mommy - "Did we forget your pants?"

Jason spots his pants and head for them.

Jason - "My pants !?!"

Jason grabs the pants and flops over on his back to have them put on.

Mommy puts Jason's pants on him.

Jason reexamines himself. Satisfied, he gets up ready to face his day. :)