Cooperate is the magic number...

raelin and i are in a bit of a stand off about what cooperate means. she's currently babbling, bottomless, from our bedroom at the end of the hall. i periodically call down and ask if she is ready to cooperate and put on her diaper. yes! is the emphatic answer. i go to meet her on the bed where she is bouncing on the bed. I ask her to lay down on the diaper that is spread out on the bed. She continues bouncing. I remind her that she told me she was ready to cooperate. She grins and continues bouncing. When i grab her mid-air and attempt to help her into the proper diapering position, she emits a noise that is not unlike Gollum on helium, and thus I release her and return to the livingroom and this blog.

Repeat.

At one time i thought that Raelin would never fall asleep on her own and we'd still be driving, rocking, and singing her to sleep as a teenager. (of course, she'd sleep until noon once she finally fell asleep). These days, she snuggles in beside either one of us and drifts off like some fairy tale princess. Who would have thought? So I suppose coming around to diaper cooperation is somewhere in the future.... somewhere... out there.....