A few things happened this week. Well, more than a few but I will tell you about a few.  I took Sennet swimming (twice) and I came home with a busted lip.  Our little daredevil likes to jump (read cannonball) into the pool and he overshot right into my face.  He also was yelling at the top of his lungs “stop means stop” while jumping into the pool before I was even in the pool- he promptly sank to the bottom and loved it.  I couldn’t help but feel relieved that we were at the pool and not the lake… I told Sennet it was my birthday and he said “no, Sennet’s birthday” so I said why don’t you sing Sennet happy birthday- so he did.  As you know, Sennet never really shared our bed and in fact until our trip to DC had never slept in the bed with us.  For the last few weeks, however, he has been coming into our room saying “Sennet sleep with mommy.”  At first, it was so sweet and such a novelty that I let him.  Then we decided we better not make that a habit. Before bed, I have been reminding him he can’t sleep with mommy and if he comes in during the middle of the night, I walk him back to his room- and for the most part he is ok with that.  Last night, he came in and said “sleep with mommy” and I said “no, you have to sleep in your room” and he says “sleep with mommy, mommys birthday.”  To die for and how could I refuse??