So, this afternoon I was laying on my couch taking a little break from unloading groceries and folding laundry. Bean had been playing in his room for a while and I took advantage of the quiet to just sit for a little bit. Then, as I’m laying there on the couch, Bean walks by on his way to the kitchen. Real nonchalant-like.
Only, he has a diaper on his head.
Like a hat.
Or, really more like a yamaka.
“Man, I hope that was a clean diaper,” I thought.
That’s when I got up and followed Bean into the kitchen, where he was dancing a little jig. All by himself. Just standing in the kitchen.
So, let’s recap.
Bean finds a clean diaper in his bedroom and puts it on his head. Then he deliberately walks across the house to the kitchen where he gets his groove on for about five minutes all by himself.