Nate was never into exploring his “outdoor plumbing,” if you will. I found it somewhat odd seeing as how I would hear hilarious stories from my friends about how their little boys couldn’t get enough of their “little friends.” But it certainly didn’t bother me, I was glad not to have to worry about him getting a little too friendly with himself in public. And then along came his little brother.
Ollie LOVES his trouser mouse. Diaper changes are a special treat, an all access pass, and lucky me, I get a front row seat. Sigh. I’m pretty liberal, and I don’t have a problem with self exploration. But I don’t particularly like watching it. And it’s not just at diaper time either. Do you watch American Idol? I adapted a very special moment from this season for my little man, a song I call “Hand in your pants” I think you can probably figure out my revised lyrics if you try. Ollie thinks it’s quite funny, and now when he’s wandering through the house with one thumb in his mouth and the other hand comfortably inserted into his diaper he’ll often grin up at me and start to sing it.
But as I said, I’m a pretty open minded gal and mostly, I laugh about his little obsession. But there is one time I find it considerably less amusing, that’s first thing in the morning. The problem is that he likes to wish himself a friendly “Good Morning” when he wakes up. And it must be the VERY first thing he does too, because every single morning by the time I get in the door to collect him, he is covered in pee. And so is the rest of the bed.
This was not a problem in the cooler months, those zip-up fleece sleepers kept everything locked down tight. But now that the warmer weather has arrived those sleepers are a bit too toasty and we’ve graduated to Nate’s hand-me-down pjs which are all separates. Little shirts and little pants. Open access. I’ve been doing an awful lot of laundry.
So last night I found myself with an opening in the sewing schedule. A break in the costuming job I’m working though. And I knew that the one thing I needed to make above anything else was a Pajama straight Jacket for Mr. Busy Hands. I flipped through my pattern catalogue and could not find exactly what I desired, but found two different patterns with the components I needed. I hacked them together and came up with something great. I put it on him tonight after dinner and it met with his approval, even passed the “dance test” before bed. Tomorrow morning will be the true measure, but I have high hopes. And now I’m off to go throw together another one for tomorrow night, so that I can stop doing so much laundry all the time!
