I just have to blog this. I can't let it go.

I was working on fixing the bottom drawer on Liam's dresser (getting a little irritated with it, I might add). Liam was wandering the upstairs by himself to a reasonable degree, when we saw him walk out of the bathroom with about 3 feet of toilet paper. He stopped a few feet outside the doorway of his bedroom and started wiping at his crotch with it.

I can't really do this spectacle justice with words. It was about the funniest thing that I had seen in a long time.