We had about 20 people in our house at Thanksgiving. Lewis and Peter did pretty well with all of the activity for most of the night. However, his meltdown and screeching conveyed to my so observant self that after dinner Lewis had enough. He needed a break. We went up to the master bedroom and sat in the dark while we talked. Lewis indicated his clothes needed to come off. OK, no big deal. We negotiated the diaper had to stay on. After a few more moments he was ready to go back downstairs. At this point the party had mostly gathered in the living room. Lewis eyes lit up as he observed this ready made audience. He bounded into the room, in his Cars Pull-Up, “I’m Naked Boy!!!”. He then proceeded to work the whole room with a rousing rendition of Justin Bieber’s Baby Baby.
Later that evening as guests were starting to leave we realized that we had not seen Lewis for a bit. Considering the door had been open and shut many times and all he was wearing was a Pull-UP and it was below freezing temperatures outside, this mom was imagining the best case scenario would involve the police showing up at our door with a healthy Lewis and CPS. Just as my heart was threatening to leap out of my throat and panic was setting in, so like 2 minutes after we started looking for him, he was located. Lewis was perched on the sink counter, upstairs, attempting to comb his hair into a mohawk. He looked up at me with an impish grin “My hair is so beautiful”.
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