Round 1: I discovered her without clothes on for the first time one day during naptime, when I went to check on them about 10 minutes after putting them down. She didn't look guilty at that point, just really pleased with herself. I gently told her "no", and simply explained that we need to keep our clothes on. She smiled, looked cute, and I walked away. I never even considered she may move on to the diaper!
Round 2: Making the decision to be proactive, I checked on her sooner this time, thinking that I would catch her before she made any attempt. I was too late. Off were her clothes, including her diaper. We lucked out though, and everything was still clean. I talked to her again, put all her clothes on, and thought I would give her another chance. Critical error.
Round 3: Hmmmmmmm. Strategy not paying off. This time the diaper wasn't so clean---and neither was the crib, sheets, or herself. Time to get down to business. I used a cloth diaper pin to pin her zipper to her pajamas. I had triumphed...I just knew it. There was NO way she could get that off. What a smart mom I am.
Round 4: I entered the room, and what do I find? A little girl with nothing on, along with a diaper pin on the floor, o.p.e.n. Must have been a fluke, right?
Round 5: I tried the pin again. It's like I was having deja vu---the same clothes-less girl, the same open diaper pin on the floor. Now it's REALLY time to get down to business. I put her pajamas on backwards!! YAY for me!!!
Round 6: So the pajamas on backwards are fine and all for when she's actually wearing the pajamas---but what about when she's wearing clothes? I'll let you guess. Even bootcut jeans with a snap and zipper are no match for her.
Round 7: Today was round 7, and what I thought would be the final battle. I pulled out the packing tape. I wanted duct tape, but realized we were out, and thought to myself how the United States Post Office manages just fine with packing tape...millions of packages are mailed each year, travel millions of miles, and still manage to get to where they're going, arriving safe and secure, still clothed. Well. I went in a little while later when I heard voices, still completely confident in my taping. What do I find? Miss Emma, no diaper, tape on the floor, and the biggest grin I've ever seen. NOW it's serious. Duct tape, here I come.
You may be asking where Kate is during all of this? She points at Emma as soon as I walk in the room, looking completely innocent...and pants-less.
