when a camera may come in handy. For me, it was about an hour ago, when I heard this ear-piercing scream coming from Kate's room. I ran in, and there stood Kate, holding onto the edge of her crib, tears streaming down her face, her jacket off, pants off, arms pulled out of the sleeves so that the shirt was only around her neck, diaper off, with a puddle of PEE in the middle of her favorite blankie, soaked down through the sheet.
I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried, seriously.
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