Silly Stripper

The early mornings we could stand, while Dawsen got used to not having the front of his crib on, but then IT began. The middle of the night visits. He'd wake up, get out of bed and come into our room dragging his blanket. Always with a book or a toy and ready to start the day. At 2 or 3 AM. Cute, but not THAT cute! So we'd put him back in bed again and again and again. Or, if we were too tired, pull him into bed with us for a few irritating minutes while he wiggled and talked and wiggled and talked. Then came THE NIGHT. After repeating the aforementioned cycles, he finally stayed in bed for about an hour. I woke up again to the sounds of him playing with the toy kitchen in his room. Whatever, I thought, as long as he stays in his room. Keep in mind it's around 3:30 AM. Then the sound of the door opening, the hall door opening, the drawers in the bathroom being emptied...things like that. We were both SO tired that although we heard it, it wasn't really registering. When it finally did I went to the bathroom just to see that he completely emptied all the drawers as well as my hall closet (think folded towels, washcloths, sheets, everything). So, back to bed where he actually stayed. First thing we did in the morning? The front of the crib back up.

Dawsen has figured out that one of the fun things to do in his crib, while waiting to fall asleep and again right when he wakes up, is to take off his clothes! He'll unzip his sleeper, let it slide off his shoulders and arms and then jump around until the rest is off. Then does he fall asleep? Hmmm...NO. I typically realize he's done this when he's been playing in there what I would deem too much time before falling asleep. I check on him and of course, redress him.

Or, after naps or first thing in the morning when I go to get him out of the crib I often find him without a shirt, with one arm out (isn't that more of a girl style?) or, if he's wearing a onesie, both arms out with the neck pushed down around his waist. The part that cracks me up with that last style is that he treats it like a skirt or something. He'll spin in circles or twist back and forth watching the sleeves sway with him. Weirdo.

Loving these boys.