Arabis will not keep her clothes on. Whenever I fall asleep, I awaken to her naked. Naked and jumping on my head. Naked and playing with her blocks. Naked and riding her wooden rocking horse like a pint-sized Lady Godiva. Then we reenact a distaff version of the infamous Undertaker vs. Mankind "Hell in a Cell" match wherein I attempt to clothe and diaper her and she resists. To anyone outside in the hallway it must sound like the Slaughter of the Innocents.
So I've finally managed to get her into a pair of Osh Kosh overall shorts, sans shirt, which she can't remove (knock on wood). I am in the kitchen drinking a coke and making her dinner.
But I can tell. This is not over. Not by a long shot.

2 comments:
That's too funny. At least it's just at your house and not in public. I used to babysit for a little girl bout that age that was taken with getting naked in public. :)
You know, i wouldn't mind so much if she was potty trained, but she just doesn't get the concept yet.
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