Fred let me sleep in this morning, and then he went back to bed when I got up.
Over some hot coffee (and juice for Trevor), we talked about the morning:
Me: What time did you get up?
Mr. T: On Thursday
Me: What did Daddy feed you for breakfast?
Mr. T: Some lunch
Me: What are you going to do today?
Mr. T: Be good and NOT poop in a diaper.
Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Mr. T: Nothing, Mommy, I'm too busy.
I just threw that last question in there for him, because his previous answers were so interesting. Hmmm....