This morning we let Colin linger quite a while in his crib while we caught just a little more shut-eye. 7 am on a Sunday morning is just WAY too early....when we did go in to get him, a naked little boy was bounding up and down in repeated jumping rhythm chanting, "I'm stuck, I'm stuck."
He was, indeed, stuck in his crib. And he was so bored waiting that he had completely dis-robed, including the diaper, which had been flung across the room. Lately, we've tried every kind of PJ to put him in to prevent an early a.m. removal (footed zipper sleepers, over the head tops and bottoms, etc.) and none seems to be working.
I'm just waiting for the morning where he shouts, "I'm naked, I'm naked."
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