The kids have been doing really well with playing nicely with one another. Much better than when Kate used to smack Sam in the head whenever we weren't looking. I occasionally leave them for a minute or two to run laundry upstairs or pack a diaper bag. Sometimes it doesn't work out so well, like when I came back three minutes later to find Kate lathering Sam's face in Diaper Rash Cream. But this day being unsupervised momentarily was more to his advantage. He found the pantry door open, crawled across the entire living room and kitchen, pulled down a bag of generic frosted animal cookies, and started munching down. He cried like the baby he is when I took them away.
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He's a smart little guy! And quick, too!
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