Eliott is always good at entertaining himself. He doesn't need me or Matt to help him find something to do. Usually, this is a good thing, sometimes not. This morning, while Matt had the kids, he was in the kitchen when he heard Madison yelling from the bathroom, "No El-tt, no grab my poopy, no El-tt". When Matt went in to check things out, Madison was sitting backwards on the potty, which she sometimes likes to do, and Eliott was trying as hard as he could to reach over her legs, into the toilet...
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