Oh. My. Gawd.

This past weekend, Syd and I headed to Bethany Beach, Delaware, for Sydney's first beach experience. We had an excellent weekend: we played in the sand, we jumped waves, we hung out at the Chabot's beautiful beach house, and we enjoyed spectacular weather. However, the most memorable moment for me was on Saturday afternoon...

Sydney, Mrs. Chabot, and my parents had spent the morning on the beach. We skipped Sydney's morning nap in hopes that playing at the beach would give us a longer afternoon nap. Before we left the beach, I used the little water faucet to rinse her off. I forgot her cover up, so we headed back to the van in nothing but a clean diaper. As we headed home in the van, Sydney fell asleep. I *very* carefully removed her from the car and headed into the house to put her down in her pack and play. On the way, she woke up (of course). I thought that putting on clean clothes would definitely cancel all hope for a nap, so I put her down in her diaper with a blanket. She cried for about 5 minutes and then settled down. I figured she'd fall asleep pretty quickly, but that wasn't the case. I continued to check on her over the course of two hours, but she never quite fell asleep. Instead, she spent quiet time in her crib. I could hear her talking to herself and moving around. Anyway, about two and a half hours later, she started to cry, so I went into her room to get her.

Oh. My. Gawd.

Sydney was standing in her crib buck naked sucking on a binky. She'd tossed her diaper aside and, as far as I know, had been enjoying the nude life.

Thinking back, I'm pretty sure she removed the diaper almost immediately after I put her down for her nap. It was completely dry, and it makes sense that that was what had been keeping her so quiet - even though she wasn't sleeping.

Anyway, I figured you'd enjoy this little anecdote. I know her husband will years from now.