My grandma Hoose is somewhere smiling down at me with my daughter's latest. Actually, since I am convinced my grandmother is my daughter's ghost, she was probably sitting there in her room laughing at me. Back story: When I was younger my grandmother would call me Lady Godiva since I would not wait for the bathroom, I would just change in the middle of the kitchen when I was done swimming. Of course I did grow out of this, but somehow it took longer to outgrow my "nickname". Apparently Lady Godiva would ride her horse naked through London. Well last night before I went to bed I checked on Kamryn one last time, and why did I find my daughter naked in her bed--she at least still had her diaper on. I went in there and I thought something looked strange, because I didn't see the pink of her pajamas--it was because she wasn't wearing them. I stood there for a minute and just kind of laughed and remembered the "Lady Godiva" days. I almost left her like that, but it was going to get really cold last night and even though she managed to keep one foot in her pajamas--I figured she needed more warmth than that.
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