Friday, August 27, 2010

Waking Up to A Nudist

Dear Elise,

I very much appreciate the amazing sleep you let us both have this morning.  Sleeping until 11am is something I haven't done since I was in college after a night of binge drinking.  I forgot how much I loved it!  It surely isn't right that I can go to bed at 10:30pm and sleep until 11am... of course that's not straight sleeping, I was up with you for about an hour or so this morning at 7am.

When I picked you up out of your crib at 7am your arm was through the neck hole of your pj's.  I assume they are getting too small for your long frame.  I put your arm back in, you ate, snuggled with me, and snoozed off and on until Daddy left to go to work.  Then back in your crib you went.  I didn't hear a peep out of you until a few minutes before 11am.  I heard you begin to stir, so I slowly drug myself out of bed while staring at the clock in disbelief.  I abruptly snapped out of my groggy state when I walked into your room to find this.

Those would be the jammies you slept in last night.  Next to the jammies....

And I must point out how happy and proud you were....

Dear Lord, please do not let this be foreshadowing that I am going to raise a nudist!

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