First up, putting on Mama's flip flops.
Next up: trying to put on Amalia's sock whilst wearing the tummy time Boppy. A true art form.
Then I caught him in a moment of repose, listening to a little keyboard music.
Meanwhile, Mollie was thoroughly enjoying her shirtless time, thanks to excessive saliva production, on her play mat.
Having enjoyed a little music, the little man of the house decided to study the presidents a bit. I just love the way he says, "Jimmy Carter."
"Wait ... Baby Sister has a belly button, too?!"
Sometimes it gets a little cold with one's shirt off, so a blanket becomes necessary to retain a "nice and warm" level of comfort.
After taking in a good book and warming back up, Baylor got down to business, pretending Bob the Dog was going for a walk.
With the chicken quilt vacant, Mollie took her turn warming up.
Unfortunately, a blanket was not enough to keep Miss Mollie warm, so we got her dressed. Baylor, on the other hand, was sly enough to dodge getting his shorts back on after a diaper change and went pantsless for the rest of the night.
Not wanting his sister to miss out on any fun, he tried very hard to reattach the activity arch to her bouncy seat, but to no avail.
Oh well, another day.
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