Last night Jack woke me up at around 5 am. He had managed to free both arms from his super-duper swaddling blanket. Great.... swaddling won't work anymore. He seemed very pleased with himself and enjoyed waving his hands around in the air. I just flipped him over, stuck a paci in his mouth and went back to bed.
This morning Jack was playing in his saucer when he started to whine. Little Houdini was at it again. He had pulled his arm inside his pajamas. But he didn't think it was as useful for sucking on when covered in terry cloth.