Have you ever seen the Saturday Night Live skit with Gilly?  If not, there is one below.  When Joey was about a year old, we learned that when we said "Joey" with a bit of a tone of warning, it sounded just like the skit when the teacher would say "Gilly?"

The other night Joey was having a really hard time falling asleep.  Doug went into the room about 3 times to settle him.  Then at about 10:30pm I decided that I was going to play super sleuth and figure out what his story was.  So I go to the crib and put on my super sniffer.  I sniff the air and can't determine if what I am smelling is perhaps a poopy butt or just a faint odor coming from the diaper pail.  So I ask him, "Joey (sounding a little like "Gilly?"), did you poop?"

He looked up at me and nodded his head and said, "Uh-huh."

So I lift him out of the crib and smell his bottom like any tired mom  trying to avoid an unnecessary diaper change would do.  I don't detect any foul smell so I ask him again, "Joey, did you poop?"

"Uh-huh," he said with another nod of his head.

Figuring that he must have had a ghost poopie in there I lay him on the changing table.  Joey is looking at me with a big smile.  I undress him and open up his diaper to reveal a completely clean butt!  So I look at Joey again and ask, "Joey, did you poop?"

He looks at me, smiling the whole time, and says, "Nuh-uh" while shaking his head.

Gilly!!!  He Gilly-ed me! 





I also was Gilly-ed with this cycle. Such a weird and wacky cycle for me but at some point today I will find myself on cycle day one. Again. But I am looking forward to this cycle. I have a good feeling, but more on that another time.

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