There's something about piggies.

Because the upstairs of our house is cold (seriously, we have got to consider insulation at some point), Charlotte sleeps in layers: onesie, fleece sleeper, fleece SwaddleMe, and a hat. At this point I'm thinking I don't need to bother trying to stuff her feet into the the footies on the sleeper, because this is how she positions herself within the SwaddleMe doohickey:

Baby toes sticking through the snaps of the sleeper, an invitation to play "This little piggie" before a diaper change. I love it.