Clothing Optional

Two nights ago, Anja went to bed at a reasonable hour. This was cause for much rejoicing on my part, because it meant I could go to bed at a reasonable hour, too. About an hour after she fell asleep, however, I was getting ready to head to bed, too, and heard her start crying. She couldn't calm herself down, so I went up to check on her.

This is what I had hoped to find:

Instead, I found Anja laying down awake, on top of the covers, with the pillows stacked up where her feet should be and her feet where her head was.

Oh, and she was shivering. A lot.

It may have been due to the fact that she had taken off her pajamas and was laying there in just her diaper. At least she had left her diaper on, I guess.

I got her re-dressed, covered her up, and rubbed her through the blankets until she warmed up, at which point she mumbled "Thank you, Mama.", rolled over, and started snoring.

Last night we put her back in footie pajamas.