The twins have a new game. It's the stripper game. It's a game where they remove all their clothes and diapers and run around in their cribs. And pee on their sheets. Or poop, as the case may be. It is not my kind of game. I prefer Candy Land. Fully clothed Candy Land.
Last night when we thought the girls were asleep, Annie started screeching at the top of her lungs. Doug went to investigate, and found her laying naked, in poo. GROSS. Then, upon further examination, he found Izzie sans pants and diaper, almost asleep. Um, what gives? I know I should be proud of the fact that they can take off their shirts and pants. And I am. However, I would LOVE LOVE LOVE it if they would refrain from having bodily functions in their cribs. Ugh.
So today I figured that two can play that game (or three). The girls are wearing long sleeve onesies that snap at the crotch. HA. And they are wearing overalls. Double HA. It is now naptime. I will go investigate and see if they are still clothed. This new solution does put me in a bit of a bind; they only have so many pair of overalls. Of course if it doesn't work, I'm just duct taping their clothes on them and calling it good. See AndreAnna, duct tape is a perfectly fine solution to your problems.