Betrayed...

I told you about that time P man was betrayed,

by his most favorite thing in the entire world

(besides his mother of course).

The night started off innocently enough,

Dad was in charge of dinner and bath time while I took a little nap.

There aren't a lot of things better than cuddling with sweet clean smelling baby

while he enjoys his nightcap of delicious milk.

And then it happened...the horrible thing.

Someone forgot to screw on the top of the bottle and all 9 ounces came gushing out.

Milkboarded, we called it.

Poor little man had to have a quick navy shower,

 a pajama change, and worst of all? 

 He had to wait an extra five minutes for his nightcap.

Not to worry, we made up...he loves his Florida pjs.