Well, today I tried to change his pants, which is a journey in itself, and had to leave for a moment to flush his little 'gift' for me. When I return I notice that I had indeed left the closet door open. This is what I found:
To make the cute factor increase was the fact that he was singing 'row, row, row your boat' at the time.
What am I going to do with these kids?
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