Cribber

Me: Brooks, where are you?
Brooks: Here
Me: Are you upstairs?
Brooks: Yes.
Me: Where?
Brooks: In my cribber.

And sure enough, he heard it was time for bed and ran and got in his crib (or cribber).

Packets at night

For the kids to get a packet before bed, they have to eat all their dinner. Today, Brooks is apparently pretty excited for a packet.

Broken bike

Alison - Brooks, are you sad you broke D's bike?

Brooks - No, I happy.

Same bed

It took Brooks awhile, but he decided his favorite way to sleep was in Georgia's bed. And sometimes, she didn't fuss about it!

Brookster...man

Here's the text message conversation

Brookster in the car

Here's what it's like riding with Brooks with what he's actually saying in parentheses :

Brooks - Gruck!! (Truck)
Brooks - Another one Gruck!! (Another truck)
Georgia - Bruck (truck)
Brooks - NO! NO GEE-JA GRUCK!! (No, Georgia can't look at trucks....they are all mine!)

Back to, back to the crib!

And after almost two months of nightly crying and screaming, we put the crib back together...and Brookster went to bed in about 5 minutes!