I had planned it just right.  Claire and I went to visit a friend and left right at her naptime so she'd fall asleep in the car and I could take a much needed nap when we got home.  I put her right to bed, but she was up a few minutes later playing one of her musical books.  So I squeezed her back in bed and added the book to the 25 other things she already had in bed with her including two life size stuffed animals.  I laid on the couch for a nap at last!

 

Not Quite!  A few minutes later Claire was at her door announcing that she had pooped.  I changed her and put her back to bed once more.  By the time I got her to bed I must have made six trips into her room.  All was quite, so I laid down for my nap.  I slept . . . she apparently didn't.

 

I got up about an hour and a half later and heard Claire playing so I went to get her thinking she had just gotten up.  Boy was I wrong!

 

I opened Claire's door to a little girl laughing and pointing things out to me around her room.  I heard "Yipes mommy, Yipes" (meaning wipes) and "Claire's Clothes."  She had emptied an entire container of wipes onto her floor along with the contents of her dresser.  Not to mention all of the toys she had pulled off the shelves and the sheet she stripped off the bed. 

 

I said, "You didn't take a nap did you Claire."  Her response was, "No Mommy. . . Claire Play."

 

Well I guess so.  I sure hope she had fun because it wasn't all that fun to clean up with a belly all the way out to wazoo.