My parents came in for a visit this last weekend. For once, we didn't work on house projects. Instead, we went out to the town to see the museums. Yes, I forgot my camera on the outings...bummer.
We were making dinner one night and I called upstairs to Carter asking if he wanted to come downstairs and eat. He said, "NO NO"! A few minutes later CJ is walking down the stairs with something in his hand. He hands it to Grandpa. He was really inquisitive as to what it was. He had one of Hannah's poopy diapers and wanted to know what the poop was! (He has been pooping on the potty since 8 months old so he probably doesn't remember seeing poop in a diaper). Hmmmm, where did he get that poopy diaper? I went up to her room and this is what I found...
Someone opened the trashcan and pulled out all the diapers within arms reach. We are very fortunate because it could have been much worse. No poop got on the floor. WHEW!
