So the title grabs your attention.  The answer is simply, yes.  I hesitated to write this entry.  I consulted with my legal staff, spiritual advisors, congressional representatives and a handful of people in line at Dunkin’ Donuts and they all agreed I could admit this to the public and so, I do.

The story begins as I’m cooking breakfast this morning with Ryan.  Both Ryan and I hear a slow, low moan coming from upstairs followed by the sound of little feet bounding down the stairs.  In an instant we knew it was The Coopster.  What we didn’t realize was that our little man had come down stairs dressed in his 70’s porn star pajamas, sporting the most miserable face possible.

Now, mornings are tough for all of us but some have it worse than others.  With that said, the first thought that came through my mind was to question how or why I’d compare my two year old to a seventies porn star.  Is there something wrong with me? In this case, I’m going to blame it on the pajamas.