Despite my pleadings to "Keep your socks on during this nap, okay? I don't want your feet to be cold." Paul consistently pulls the useful and (often) cute little socks off every single time. The fact that I just allowed that redundancy should drive home the point that this happens without fail. I would be taken aback to walk into his room after a nap and find him happily playing in the crib in sock-clad little feet. Seeing his darling little toes after (here's another one) each and every nap is a regular occurrence. This, however caught me completely off guard.
Poor kid. Imagine standing in your crib calling for assistance in getting out only to have the door flung open by your beloved mother who, upon laying eyes on you for the first time in 2 hours, bursts into uncontrollable peals of laughter. It's got to be traumatic.
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Hmm... Maybe that's why I'm an incurable fan of onesies - especially for little girls.
But Paul is such a cute boy - 150% boy! (Quiero uno igualito.)
:o)
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