One morning last week, I went to get Cooper out of bed to find him wearing this grin...and nothing else. Yep, that's right. No jammies, no diaper...completely in his birthday suit. The first time it happened, he was laying in bed talking, but then got quiet again, so I thought he had fallen back to sleep. About 30 or 45 minutes later, he started calling "Mama? Mama?" so I went in to get him and SURPRISE! Just in case I didn't immediately notice he was naked, he told me, "take diap off!! Toopie take diap off!!!!" So excited and so proud of himself. (And, he hadn't had an accident in his bed...yea!)
The following night I put him in different pajamas thinking surely he couldn't get himself out of a long sleeve shirt and pants. Wrong!! Totally naked again by morning time, but still no accident spots. And the next morning, same thing. Three mornings in a row this had happened now, and I was starting to worry this was going to become a favorite habit.
However, the fourth and final time...as of now...happened during the night. At midnight one evening, I heard Coop through the monitor calling me. He had been asleep for over three hours at this point, and he very rarely wakes up in the middle of the night, so I went in to check on him. What did I find? Poor little guy holding his blankie and cuddled up in the corner of his bed...naked. And this time there was a little accident spot in the middle of the bed. I think that he had gotten cold and that's what woke him up. Philip and I quickly changed the sheets and got Coop in some warm jammies. It's funny, too, because I go to check on Coop every night before I get in bed, and this particular night, I opened his door but heard him moving around, so I decided not to go in because I didn't want to wake him. To me, he was moving around, so that meant he was fine. Little did I know he was in his birthday suit!
I think after that night stripping down to nothin maybe lost the "fun" to Cooper because he has yet to do it since then. Every morning when I go in his room, though, I wonder what morning surprise I might find.
We were so glad that Jackson, Sarah, and Chris came with us!!
I think all the goats at the petting zoo were over being fed. They looked full, content and had no intention of lingering for very long no matter how much food two two-year-olds could throw at them.
Leave it to my child to find the one broom in the entire petting zoo. So much for feeding the non-hungry goats.
And the highlight of the day? The working trucks area. Loaders, diggers, bulldozers...and they were all available to play in. The boys were in heaven.
"Umm...you aren't going to sit there, are you?"
