R and I have taken to sending Tadpole back and forth with messages these days, a role she relishes. She happily summons us to dinner, offers snacks, offers to care for her younger sister, and generally makes herself helpful.
Today, I got a particularly interesting message:
"Daddy, I get to poop with Sprout!"
Did I mention that sometimes Tadpole's messages are a bit garbled? When I confirmed the message with R, it was closer to what I'd first expected:
"Daddy, Sprout just pooped and mommy wants you to change her diaper."
Lucky me.
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