Michael’s out with Tim and I’m at home resting after having a short surgical procedure earlier today. Being tired from the after-effects of the general anesthesia, Michael provided supper, exercised the dog, and did the bedtime duties before heading out for the night. I thought I’d turn in early, but I always like to check on Jade before going to sleep.
I was rather surprised to find Jade curled up in her crib in fetal position stark naked. Why would Michael put her to bed like that? I wondered, momentarily dazed. Then I realized he hadn’t. Her PJs were bunched up in one corner, her (wet) diaper was crumpled into a wad at the foot of the crib. I reached in and felt the sheet. Cold and wet. Dang.
I got her out and diapered and re-pajamaed and changed the sheets and got her settled back in without too much fuss. But I wonder why she did it. Was her diaper too full? (Doesn’t usually bother her.) Were her PJs too warm? (All the light ones were in the wash.) Or is she just following in her uncle Tim’s footsteps, which means that we’ll be chasing her naked down the street for years to come…?
