Real Men Wear Nightgowns...

Susanne and Jill decided to make today a PJ day. They vowed not to get out of their PJ's all day long. They were hoping to find some time to relax and possibly take a cat nap or two because they were so exhausted from the overnight schedule. This did not end up fitting into their day as they had planned. Jill quickly learned that no time was truly your own. She too became a slave to the scedule. Paxton decided to show off a little bit by proving to Jill how good he was at making a dirty diaper. He was a true master of that art. He was so good, in fact, that the girls managed to do about three loads of laundry within a few hours of starting their day. Paxton had made such a mess of himself that they also deemed it necessary that Paxton got a bath. They just weren't sure that the wipes had cleaned him up enough to be safe to hold. Paxton was beginning to enjoy his bathtime more and more, which was a blessing. He liked being treated like a king. Now if only he could eat grapes...

Jill and Susanne worked a lot with Paxton on some of his developmental skills. He laid on his play gym for a while tracking different toys with his eyes and working on strengthening his head and neck muscles. He was becoming a pro at following people's faces and toys.

The weather was so nice that Susanne and Jill decided to take Paxton on a walk in the sun. They decided it was okay to break the rules about being in their PJ's all day for the sake of a little exercise and some fresh air.

Later in the evening, Moppy came over to get more practice with setting up and disconnecting Paxton's NG feedings. She was doing so well that she even started administering some of Paxton's medications through his NG tube. Susanne was sure that Moppy would be a seasoned pro by the end of the week.

Jill and Susanne had managed to change about fifteen diapers throughout the course of the day. They realized that with as many dirty diapers as Paxton produced they needed to find outfits that were easier to work with when trying to change him. The soulution for this problem was that real men wear nightgowns. Fellas, don't hate.