The other day, on the way home from work, I called Melanie.
"What're you doing?" I asked.
"Aidan learned to take off his own diaper."
"Really?"
"And then he peed in his pack and play."
We had to end the conversation so she could wipe down his pack and play. Luckily, he had already thrown most of his toys out of it, so he didn't spray those down.
When I got home, I opened the door, and there he stood. "Did you pee in your pack and play?" I asked him. He looked down, almost ashamed, and grabbed himself, like he was mad at the responsible appendage.
He will hate me later in life for writing things like this.
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