My husband is (jokingly, I hope) writing a parenting series entitled "The Merciless Discipline Guide to Parenting." Book One is to be entitled "Duct Tape: The Only Parenting Tool You'll Ever Need"... well, I don't know that it's the only tool that we'll ever need with four little monsters ruling our roost, but we're certainly finding more uses for duct tape every day, that's for sure.
Ellie, for example, has taken to removing her pajamas after we've put her to bed. And hey, once you've removed your pajamas, well, you may as well remove your diaper, right? Ah, sweet freedom! Who wouldn't want such luxurious freedom? Most nights, we would find her like the picture below, diaper discarded with wild abandon:
If you look closely enough in this picture, you can see that Ellie not only took off her pajama bottoms and diaper, but she also peed all over her crib sheet and accoutrements. Poor baby; we had to wake her up and change her crib and her clothes and take her beloved bear away from her to be washed. She was sleepy, though, so she cooperated really well.
This happened a couple times before we broke out the duct tape to tape her diapers on during bed time.
Unfortunately, it didn't *quite* occur to us that naptime and bedtime are roughly equivalent in a toddler's mind. And yesterday I went into the nursery to rescue the kids from naptime. I walked in and Abby giggled and handed me a diaper. Huh? A diaper? Where did this come from? *Gasp* The girls were wearing little sundresses yesterday - easy access to their diapers. Drat. Clearly, Abby had learned to take her diaper off also! Ah well.
I pulled Abby out of her crib and went to put a new diaper on her when I realized... she hadn't just pulled her diaper off... she'd pooped in her bed! Gah! This was something Ellie hadn't managed yet. Le Sigh. I got a new diaper onto Abby and moved on to the next baby. Ellie grinned up at me and dropped a sopping wet diaper over the side of her crib. Thud. Thanks, Ellie. At least *she* contained all of her bodily functions to the diaper. Sam, bless him, was still fully clothed and diapered when I got to his crib. Whew.
When I called Seth (he was working) to tell him what I'd discovered at the end of naptime, he chuckled as he said:
The Duct Tape is in the Linen Closet!