Yesterday, Evan, apparently tired of waiting for us, or excited for the challenge, decided to change Ln's diaper all by himself. He's five.
I became aware of it when they both walked out of the bedroom looking very pleased with themselves. Ln, followed E to the garbage can where they both watched the diaper get thrown in. Then I asked, "Evan, did you change Ln's diaper?" He said yes. Well actually he stared at me a long time with his cute smile and then nodded.
Afraid, I asked, "Was it poopy?"
Again a long pause with him smiling again, he nodded yes.
Pat and I stared wide eyed at each other, and I'm trying not to think how gross that is, and Pat shrugs his shoulders and says, "Well I hope you wiped her really good!"
A couple minutes later the new diaper fell off, and Pat finished off the diaper change by putting it on properly.