Diaper Duty

Last night I put Eli to bed around 7:30 pm. The kid was obviously not tired yet because I continued to hear him chatting and jumping around for the good part of the next hour. I kept running upstairs to make sure he didn't have a dirty diaper because that is often the source of a sudden second wind. After 3 trips upstairs I finally decided to let him play himself into exhaustion and went to do some laundry. 30 minutes later when it is now 9pm, I went in the kitchen to take a peek at the video baby monitor. The picture is black and white at night and I could see Eli standing up throwing something from one end of his crib to another. And then I looked closer and saw something else. Butt cheeks. An adorable, chubby, naked, rear end. I ran back upstairs and the little man was just as pleased as punch that he had disrobed himself. He stood up, handed me the diaper and said "uh-oh." It's hard to give a stern discipline when you're laughing so hard you're about to pee your pants.
Thanks Eli, I needed a good laugh today.