Houdini baby

I went into the boys room to check on them tonight, take all the books out of their beds and tuck them in again. When I got to Owen's crib, I couldn't stop laughing. I told Russ he had to check out Owen. Russ laughed, too and called him the Houdini baby. Owen had unsnapped and unzipped his blanket footed jammies and then took them off. They lay in a heap next to his little diapered body. We were in disbelief that he was able to take his jammies off all by himself.