Last week TD1′s and TD2′s soccer games were close in time, so the entire day wasn’t devoted to going to and coming from soccer.  We were actually back at the house with soccer over and done by about noon, which meant everyone could take naps and rest after the busy morning.  Except that TD3 (age almost-2) didn’t want to take a nap, so he was wide awake for a very long time.  He had books, stuffed animals and blankets in his crib.  Well, he was bored, despite the plethora of things to play with in his crib.  Finally, over the baby monitor, it was silent in his room.

Two hours later (or so) we opened the door.  As we looked into TD3′s room, a sinking feeling came over us.  First, we sniffed to make sure nothing truly untoward had occurred.  The light from the hallway showed a cute little boy… completely naked, including his diaper. Bear in mind, to get completely naked, he figured out how to get his shirt off over his head (which TD1 and TD2 still sometimes have issues with), how to pull off his shorts, and then, to our mortification, he figured out how to take off his diaper.  When we woke him up, he rolled over, and giggled at us.  Typical.

Fortunately, it was a warm day and he was slightly dehydrated so there was no mess to clean up.  But next time we might not be so lucky.