So...Grant took a bite out of my deodorant...he came running to me crying, normally I would blame Spencer but I could see that in this case he didn't do anything. There was something next to his mouth and all he would say is mouth. Finally I said show me and he took me right to the bathroom and showed me a stick of degree with a bite missing. I got Grant cleaned up and got him some milk, I changed his diaper but must have gotten distracted mid diaper change and didn't realize it until I heard Spencer say "Um...Grant's pooping on the table." Ewww.
Most of the time I am very thankful that Grant is quiet and kind of a loner...until he eats deodorant and poops on my coffee table...all in silence.
I will post pictures of the kids doing something cute later this week and maybe pictures of our new digs but not poop.