Little Streakers

Tonight as I was browsing through my emails and preparing to call it a night, I heard Maggie begin to cry. After 5 minutes she was still crying, so I went in to see what the problem was.... I reached in to pick her up and felt cold, bare skin. She had managed to remove her pajamas and diaper and slept that way for some time before wetting her bed. I carried her little, cold, wet self to Scott, and he diapered and clothed her while I changed the bed.

I've been battling with Kate over clothes all week. It is still cold here, and for the most part she has run around with a shirt and diaper only because that is all I can keep on her. Within minutes of dressing them in the mornings, she takes her pants off. She loves to try on different shirts and dress up clothes, but apparently she hates pants. She is also capable of taking off her pj's, or at least unzipping them. This morning when Scott went to change her diaper he discovered that she had unzipped, loosened the diaper (it fell down around one leg inside the pj's), and then zipped herself back up. He was not thrilled about the fact that the diaper was only wet, but the child inside the pajamas was also covered in poop! Yuck!!


I've read horror stories of people having to duct tape diapers on toddlers and putting kids in footie pajamas backwards to keep them in their clothes... Guess it is about that time for us as well. We're hoping this is one of those very short- lived phases!!