But after two days with my nephew, I'm exhausted. I have no idea where my sister and her husband get the energy to deal with a 15-month-old whirling dervish of energy. The Rooster tosses Duplo blocks everywhere, talks, shouts, coos, giggles and squirms around so much my sister has to pin the boy down with one leg to change his diaper.
And I love the little guy. He's funny, sweet and demanding all at the same time. Excellent dancer also. He does this great little shuffle like Sandman Sims around the kitchen floor -- right before he runs screaming across the room to play with his toys.
There's also nothing like having a 15-month old wake you up with his excited chattering about breakfast.
Many thanks to the sister, her husband and the little guy for putting up with me. I'd type more....but seriously, I'm about to pass out. They should bottle whatever that kid's on. They'd make a fortune. Of course there would be the side effect of needing a nap around noon, but I think people can live with that.