A couple weeks ago there was an incident at our house. It is so typical of my life, I couldn't not share. In the evening we were doing the typical get ready for bed thing. Faces washed. Diapers changed. PJ's on. After changing Jack's diaper (a poopy one I might add) I asked Finn to take it to the trash for me. A minute later Finn hollers, "A piece of poop fell out Mom!" I'm thinking, "ugh, more to clean" when Finn hollers back, "Never mind! Alli got it!" Alli is our dog. You figure that one out. The house erupted in laughter and chaos. Gotta love it.