We started calling Violet Houdini in first hours of her life, when she continued to break free from the swaddle no matter how tightly we wrapped her. It has remained an apt nickname; she is still a master escapist. Last night, though, she outdid herself.
We don't know how it happened! Glenn was holding her, and we were talking, and when we looked down at her she was halfway undressed! When she can crawl and walk, I'm really going to have to keep an eye on her.