Pink Bear Diaper Change

aka an almost perfect evening... Home from work, leftovers for dinner. Clean up, then to the living room for play and relax time. Between 6 and 8, Olivia colored, read a magazine, talked to the cats, coaxed me to chase her down the hall, talked on the phone, played on the beds by pulling the covers up on her, walked around in one of my shoes, stacked wooden blocks, reaching as high as 7 in a single stack, played with her pipe wrench and channel locks, watched Wheel of Fortune, rode around in her doll stroller, drove her doll stroller around, danced to the number song several times, played with Kleenex, dipped Kleenex in the toilet, read a book in her room, played with the pop up toy in her room, and spent at least 25 minutes diapering pink bear!

First, she sat down by the diaper bag and undid the zippers several times. Then she got out the diapers. Then she put them back in. Then she got them out again. Next the powder - in, out, in, out... then she grabs the bear and puts the diaper on it - well, as in lays the diaper on top of the bears thighs. By this time, Mama was dying to sneak downstairs to grab the camera. I got it, and while I missed the actual bear diaper change, I did get a couple fun shots.





The "almost" part comes from the fact that for the last 4-5 days, Olivia has been screaming everytime we put her in the crib. It only lasts for a minute or two, then she settles down and falls asleep within another 2-3 minutes, but it sure is a hard way to end an evening. If we pick her back up, it stops instantly. We are baffled and are just trying to keep the routine the same as always.