Wednesday, March 27

"nap" time

As soon as I opened the door to the girls' room,
It quickly became apparent to me that I was living one of a mom's worst nightmares.
A first for many babies (one that some never do- you lucky moms, you)
and a rite of passage
to rigged pajamas and closer watches on the monitor.

My dear little Molly was in her bed naked.
During her two hour and thirty minutes of "napping",
she certainly had accomplished a lot.

Her first time unzipping her sleep sack (and allll the way down).
Her first time taking of her clothes.
And her very first time taking off her diaper.

And then, like any normal toddler would do,
she decided that her newfound naked freedom wasn't enough
but decided to become an artist of sorts
and smear the contents of her diaper all over her bed. blankies. bumper. sheet.
even beloved Minnie got a good helping.

"Molly- what did you do???"

"Diapa."

"Yes. I see that. Why did you take your diaper off??"

"Seep sack."

"Yes. I see you unzipped that. You made a really big mess. Are you supposed to take your diaper off?"

"Yeah."

"Well, no. You're not. Now come here and let Mommy clean you off."

And I proceeded to clean her off, telling her in my very best calm-but-with-big-Mommy-eyes voice that we can't take off our clothes and diaper because it makes a very big mess.

I finished cleaning her off and stood her up.

"Molly-- what did Mommy say? You can't take off your diaper, right?"

She looked at me with a twinkle in her eye (those of you that have been around Molly long enough know what I'm talking about-- she has this very specific, very cute, very silly twinkle).

"Diapa dance."

And I kid you not, she started to dance with happy feet and arms in the air
to "Diaper Dance", a beloved song around here from "Baby Singing Time."

Clearly, my meaningful talk with my almost two year old was slightly less than successful.

I started assessing the damages done to her bed
and suddenly, she stopped dancing and came over to me from behind.
"Hi, Mommy!" she said, throwing her arms around my neck.

"Hi, baby. We can't take off our diaper, okay?"

And I turned to look at her
and my busy bee was already happily off to her next adventure
and that was the end of that.

And really, it was the end of that.
Because tonight, that little girl's sleep sack is going on backwards.

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