This morning Carol was helping me get the kids ready for swimming lessons. She changed Lauren's diaper and asked her if she could throw it into the trash. While Lauren was gleefully carrying her diaper to the trash can Carol was changing John.
After he was changed and before he was dressed he was running around laughing. Before we knew it, he was running around naked and laughing! We couldn't find it anywhere. He had thrown his brand new dry diaper in the trash can.
This isn't a new game. For the last couple of days he has been randomly pulling off his diaper. Then tonight after his bath he did the same, except this time as he got the diaper onto the floor he started peeing on it. And laughing, of course.
For his next trick, he started throwing toys through the spindles. This earned him a time out. He was sitting on the couch in the loft next to Daddy. As I went down the stairs to get their night time sippys of milk, he grinned and waved....from time out!
He is also disrupting the dish washing cycles. He has it down to a science. He can run by the dis washer and without missing a beat, he flips the button on the door and it turns off. It's one of those quiet dishwashers so sometimes we can't tell with all of the other noise in the house that it has gone off. Over the last two weeks, we've had to restart the dis washer about a dozen times. He thinks it's funny.
He's come a long way since his 11 week premature birth, huh? I wouldn't trade the little rascal's behavior for anything.