It was strangely quiet in the house....which means one of a few things. Quinn has left in search of a quiet and private place to poop. Or he's up to something....like the day Brian found him in the family room with a bottle of lotion stolen from the bathroom, sitting sockless on the floor with three bodies worth of lotion on his hands and feet.
This day was different....no mischief to be had. Quinn was upstairs in his room. He had opened his diaper drawer, opened the wipe container and pulled out a wipe. I found him standing on his time out chair with a proud grin on his face.
"Mom, I keening da cwaset wid a wipe."
"Mom, I'm cleaning the closest with a wipe."
This was a "Daddy come quick and grab the camera" moment.
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