The apple doesn't fall far...
I smelled poo and asked CJ if he pooped in his pants. He was so offended that I asked him. He started crying and said "NO! Dada clean my bum!!" and then ran away.
CJ is on this being helpful kick. No matter what you are doing, he comes running from the next room screaming "I HELP YOU! I HELP YOU!" God forbid you not let him help, epic meltdown. So now there is a
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