When I went to get Mark up this morning, I found him sitting bare-chested in his crib. He had taken off his pajama shirt and had such a proud expression on his sweet face. He "talked" all about the shirt lying on the floor and told me all about how it got there.
Since then, he has disrobed at the breakfast table, in the den, and in the hallway right as we were trying to get out of the house! He is getting a real kick out of this new skill. Nathan decided to join in the fun, too.
Oh, the joy of little boys! I do love them so.
Good thing they can get away with running around half-naked this summer, right?
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