Naked Ryder

There are certain moments that eclipse all others when it comes to moments with Ryder. One of these is definately bath time.

The reason that this just makes me feel all giggly and cracked out is because we strip him down naked in his bedroom- shirt and pants off, diaper off- everything. We then force him to make the precarious 25 foot trek into the bathroom alone, having to step over the slab of marble that separates the hard wood floor in the hallway from the bathroom tile. He does it, and he runs, all top heavy, wobbly, and butt-naked, only to slam belly first into the tub, peering down into the running water. It gets even better then, because he belts out a shriek of absolute joy. He's up on his toes, butt in the air, and if he could- he would pull himself over and dive head first into the water. Yeah, we love that he loves the water...but we love it even more that he's sooooo naked.

Naked babies are just freakin cute. Sometimes I really just can't take the cuteness.