Privacy please

The other day, Bryce and I were both in the kitchen. Tyson was in his bouncy seat and Trevin was playing with his toys. He usually roams around, as most toddlers do, taking his toys from place to place in the house. Bryce decided to check on him after a few minutes of quiet. What he found was a little boy in the entryway closet, door ajar. As he opened the door a little wider, Trevin came out and the stench was unmistakable.

Good sign, maybe?