For the past two days I've gone into the twins' room in the morning to find Amelia standing in her crib, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and ready to start her day.
And completely naked.
While I'm pleased that her dexterity is developing quite nicely, this particular routine is disturbing. If she keeps up this morning ritual it's only a matter of time before disaster strikes. For now, I will wake each morning in fear. Mental note: No prunes for Amelia before bedtime.