Stripper

Last night at 11 pm before I went to bed I went in to check on Colin before I headed to bed.

Umh, honey, we have a problem.

Yah? What's that?

He's naked. Again. And his diaper is, well, right here in my hand.

So, we proceeded to strip the bed of the wet sheets and blankets, because he's been, you know, naked for a while, And we then partially woke him to re-diaper and then redress with pj's.

He lay quietly on the floor and slumbered back to sleep while we re-clothed his bed.

And this morning when I came in to greet him? He was naked. Again. Fortunately he hadn't made it to the diaper yet.

This is getting old! On Tuesday he shredded his diaper to smithereens somehow. I had never seen anything like it.

I had a friend recommend we take the zipper pull off his pj's. I'm getting out my pliers and trying it out! We've tried all types of PJs, and short of painting them on him, I am afraid we are destined to see him in all of his natural glory for many more mornings and nights to come.