Three "Dalley" Stories

I decided to record some stories here in my blog for future. Kristi may have recorded them too, but I want to remember these "Dalley" stories forever. He is such a funny little guy. Besides there are enough stories that she can tell all the others and have plenty.

Story 1: Kristi was painting her kitchen. She got a phone call on her cell phone and doesn't get very good reception in the house, so she ran outside for just a minute because it was the doctor. When she came back in Dalley had the broom and was "painting" the walls. I think he just thought he was helping Mom out. Needless to say Kristi had to redo that wall and threw the broom away.

Story 2: Kristi had bought some soups to take to work for her lunches. She had them in a bag to take to work. While I was talking to her, she went to check on Dalley and found him in the kitchen. He had unloaded all the soups and had them lined up along in front of the refrigerator (I am sure he thought that the refrigerator is where they were going to be stored.) He had thrown the bag away in the garbage. Now isn't he just the best little helper and he isn't even two yet.

Story 3: (My favorite) Kristi has Dalley in a youth bed now. With Dustin gone, she put it up in her room at first so Dalley would get used to it. He was doing great so she moved it into his bedroom. He did just great. Until Dad came home for a weekend. So Sunday night after Dustin left, he was not wanting to sleep in his own room. Kristi put him in there and surprisingly he did pretty good until the middle of the night. Kristi heard him cry but was determined that he was going to stay in his own room. So she ignored it. It went on for about a half an hour, then it stopped. She slept well and woke up to get ready for work. Usually Dalley gets up around then too, but this morning she did not hear a peep. She decided that he got pretty tired crying himself to sleep. So she let him sleep. As time went on she really couldn't believe that he was still asleep. She decided to peek in on him. What a Shock! He was not there. He was not anywhere that she could see. She looked over the entire house. She was FRANTIC. What could have happened to him. She searched his room again and finally heard a little noise. Dalley was waking up. There is a twin bed in his room with drawers under it. He had climbed in one of the drawers and slept peacefully until that moment.