Isabelle has been phasing out her morning nap. I guess I’ve been phasing it out for her since we are busy most mornings around here.
One of the downsides to this is that I no longer have her naptime to get myself ready for the day. Certain days Tim will watch her before he goes to work so I can get ready but if I don’t do that then I don’t get a chance.
The last couple of days I’ve tried to take a shower while Isabelle would play in our room.
The first time we did that she started crying really hard halfway through my shower. When I got out and checked on her she was lying in the middle of a pile of dirty clothes. I didn’t really know what happened there.
The next time was uneventful. She shut the door to the bathroom and stood next to the tub the whole time I was in.
This morning she was really having fun and was playing all over the place. Before I got in she found the toilet paper for the first time (guess what was no longer on the roll when I got out?).
After playing around with the curtain a bit I heard her go into the other part of the bathroom. I thought she was going to play with the toys I had brought in for her. Then I heard a thunk in the tub. I looked down and one of my high heels was at the bottom of the tub! I quickly threw it out and was laughing so hard I was afraid she’d keep doing it to be funny.
I think she’ll be stuck in the pack and play from now on because I don’t want to see what happens when she discovers that the toilet bowl lid opens. She already tries to flush the thing…