Neked Baby

So . . . here is a snapshot into my life. One day this week I put my youngest son down for nap. That is pretty standard procedure around here at about 2 o'clock everyday. I put him down and heard him talking to himself. I didn't think much of it because he sometimes sings himself to sleep, but on this particular day his talking did not stop for two whole hours. You may wonder why I left him in there for two whole hours if he never went to sleep. Don't judge . . . ok?  I had a lot to get done in that small window of opportunity, and he wasn't crying so whatever. Anyways, back to the story. I walked in his room to get him up, and he was completely stark naked. Mind you, when I put him in there he had on jeans, a long sleeve shirt, and a diaper. He just turned fourteen months old, and he can completely undress himself. Is that normal? I did check the bed for wetness or brownness and neither had occured. If it had, this post would be in a much angrier tone. Now, here is a picture of the little guy. No, it is not a naked picture, obviously.  I will not subject my children to indecent exposure (maybe one or two in their underwear every now and again, but no pics of the private parts, people). Here is a picture of what should have been going down in that crib on this day. Sweet slumber . . .  

Sometimes, anyway.