It had been a while since I checked on the two littlest girls (ages 2 and 4). As I got closer to their room I could hear them chatting busily to each other.
Me: What'ch'all doing in there?
4-year-old (matter-of-factly): I'm changing the baby's diaper.
Me (trying to sound non-chalant): Oh, really?
I walk in the door to find both girls in the little one's crib. Arranged around them are diapers, wipes, and Boudreaux's Butt Paste. The job is much farther along than I had anticipated.
Me (to self): Remain calm, remain calm.
4-year-old: See? I almost got all the poopy off!
This is the child that "decorated" her sister for Easter.
Should I be afraid?