Mystery Mornings

Every morning in our house is different. Zachary wakes up at different times for different reasons. He wakes up in odd positions: legs hanging out of crib, arms stuck, standing and jumping, you get the picture. Well this morning was like any other, I hear Z in his room "calling" for me, read: crying. I went in and opened his curtains, told him good morning, got out a fresh diaper and turned to get him out of his crib. Normally all of this is done robotically with my eyes half open. Today I was a little more awake than usual but when I turned to see my son standing in his crib, paci in his mouth, blankie in his hand and his shirt half off, I laughed my butt off. He had no clue why I was laughing but he smiled right back at me. I ran and got the camera and got a few good shots of my silly boy. Apparently he was ready to be out of his jammies!

The biggest mystery is when through the night did he get like this?? I guess we shall never know!