
Last night, I was really busy with the usual stuff, dinner dishes, homework, and getting the kids ready for bed. Breanna was playing with Luke and informed me that he had a poopy diaper. I said, "OK", and made a mental note to get right to that. Then the phone rang, or something else interrupted my train of thought and I forgot about Luke. A few minutes later, I walked by our guest room, and I smelled Luke. I thought, whew, I still need to change him.... so I followed my nose and got a big surprise. Breanna had Luke up on the bed and had just finished putting a clean diaper on him! She has, in the past, asked me to let her change him, but I never have(mainly because I envision Breanna up to her elbows in poop). So, when I went over to check out the scene, I fully expected to find traces of her good deed everywhere, but to my delight, the only evidence I could find was in his dirty diaper. She did a perfect job! I even checked his bum to see if she got him all clean, and there wasn't a bit of poop anywhere on his sweet little cheeks. Bree, you completely amaze me!!! I think I just may have a permanent position for you!