There's this kid.
This adorable, crazy, wonderful kid.
Who keeps me on my toes 24/7.
His name is Sam.
And he loves to be naked.
Yep, we've got a streaker on our hands. Lately he has learned that he can remove his diaper anytime he wants. He's bored - diaper comes off. Doesn't want a nap - diaper off. Mad because I keep putting the diaper back on - diaper off.
I know, I know. I guess it's time for potty training. I'm lucky to get him to sit still on the potty for 2 seconds, how on EARTH do I get him to sit long enough to make momma proud?!?! We have had two good "pee-pee on the potty" occasions...so I'm hoping that will continue.
Oh, don't you wish you were a fly on the wall to see/hear all the goofy songs and dances mommy and daddy do to try and get him to sit and tinkle....
Anyway, back to streakin'. It is quite funny (at times) - we've taken the mandatory "blackmail" pictures for when he's older. Oh - how I wish they were blog appropriate! And, we've basically learned what doesn't work.
Lesson learned: Duct tape does NOT fix everything!
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