Full Moon

Perhaps Allie's fall knocked something loose. Or perhaps it just augmented her already mischievous personality. Yesterday afternoon I put her down for a nap and then played some games with her sisters. As I left for work, I decided to peek through the crack in the door and make sure she was resting.

Resting she was not...for all I saw when I looked in her room...was butt cheeks. She was standing in her crib with nothing but her Mickey Mouse t-shirt on. Her diaper had been folded up (wet side in no less!) and tucked between the crib slats and the bumper. Her pants were on the floor. What am I going to do with her?

This is a picture from yesterday (pre-stripping) when we went to the mall to run around for a while.