Naked Baby Time

My daughter the nudist...

We have discovered that Eliah loves to be naked. I mean loves to be naked. I think this is probably a trait common to all babies, but it is still the funniest thing in the world. We've instituted Naked Baby Time at her request.

For Naked Baby Time, we spread out a furry blanket of some sort on the floor near the heating vent (we've learned to put a waterproof pad underneath -- what is it about being naked that makes babies immediately want to pee??). Then we strip her, put her down, and just marvel.

She wiggles. She giggles. She smiles. She coos. She flaps her arms for all the world like she's trying to take flight and waves her legs in the air. The child must have abs of steel to be able to lift her bottom half like that. It's pretty fun to watch.

The only problem is that all good things must come to an end, and she objects mightily to the end of Naked Baby Time. You'd think we were killing her when we put her diaper and clothes back on.

Ellie's enjoyment of nudity often extends to diaper changes, which is helpful. Apparently, if she can't be totally in the buff, having her butt out in the air is the next best thing. You put her down on the changing pad and she gets this little anticipatory smile that gets bigger and bigger as the pants and then the diaper come off.

Oh Joy! A naked butt! YAY!