While I was helping Lexi put her jacket on, because her “hands were cold” (one of many excuses she uses to wear this ridiculously loud Dora jacket ((thanks mom)). I heard Anna babbling on and on in her room “poop, poop, poop, poop”. So I go in to check her and this is what I find:
Wow kid, maybe it’s time to consider potty training! She’s only 17 months old, but really… diaper & wipes. She’d probably change it herself if she could get her onesie unsnapped!