There was a good deep cry tonight coming from the kids' room. Definitely Ellie. Sounded pretty upset. I (Allen) rushed in. Sure enough, Ellie has quite a distraught face. I kneel down beside her.
"What's wrong, honey?" Ellie looks up...
"My baby's poopy."
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This is incredible...
Her baby? Her babydoll? Or Ellie was poopy?
Her cabbage patch baby doll who, I might add, was all prepped and ready for a diaper change when Allen went in the room.
Awesome!!1 I miss those baby girls!!
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