And, of course, she doesn't make a fuss about it. Oh, no. When she's on a mission, she's focused and quiet. On one memorable occasion, I was reading in the living room while she was playing (quietly) on the other side of the couch. Next thing I know, she appears next to me, sans pants, sans diaper, carrying a diaper wipe carefully laid out on the lid of a water pitcher. Investigation revealed that she had attemped to change her own diaper, laying out a clean diaper and a changing pad, using wipes to clean herself, and even disposing of her used diaper in the trash. If she'd managed to get the clean diaper on, I probably would never have noticed.
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*dies* Oh my gosh. That is just. . . oh my gosh.
You have got the cutest child in the WORLD.