When Merritt woke up this morning at 5:30am crying, Mark staggered out of bed (I was getting dresssed for work in the bathroom)and went to check on him. Then, I hear..."Renee! come here." Merritt was standing in his crib, holding the rail, tears were streaming down his face and dripping off of his chin. It was precious.
Yesterday, while Mark was on duty, Merritt was making a big ruccus during nap time. Mark went to see what was going on and found one arm grasping the elephant music box, and with the other he had ripped off the mobile and was violently thrashing it around in the crib. This child DEFINATELY TAKES AFTER MARK! hee hee...
