So, Robbie’s really into his birthday suit.  Super into it.  Justin and I went to check on him the other night and found that he had stripped completely naked before passing out in his bed.  On top of all of his toys AND his collapsed tent.  When we tried to get him up to get dressed, he rolled over in protest, tucking his legs up under his body.  Eventually, we were able to get him pajamaed and diapered and tucked back into bed where he slept soundly for the rest of the night.

I naively assumed this was a one-time thing.  Until I got to the gym yesterday.  While I was on the treadmill, Robbie struggled to unzip and take off his sweatshirt.  After a ten-minute struggle (and significant tears), he triumphantly screamed, “I did it!” and brought me his sweatshirt.  Five minutes later, I found myself begging him to please keep his shirt on.  He did not.  We left the gym with him looking a little something like this:

And then last night…  When I went to check on him after he had fallen asleep, I found him carefully tucked under his airplane and ‘copter blanket.  Without pants or a diaper.  I have a feeling it’s going to be a long, cold winter for Roberto…