you wake up to find this note, "There is poop in the shower! Love, Jason" My thoughts ranged from, "Seriously?", "Why do I have to clean it up?", and "How in the world did it get there?" Sometimes, you just have to laugh. :) In Jason's defense, he was running late for work. And it turns out the culprit was Mr. Owen, who can apparently take off his diaper now. I can't wait to see what other notes and presents I receive in the future!
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