I was on the computer last night. Thinking John was taking care of the kids.
I got up and looked around - there were only 3 kids in the living room with us.
The baby was missing.
The lights were on in the kitchen down the hall. Drat!
There he was.
Sitting on the floor in the pantry.
Between the trash can and the cat box.
Using his toothbrush to dig in the cat box!
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I have never been so glad we have a automatic cat box!
And believe me - I REALLY liked it before.
I was also glad the Easter Bunny bought a double-pack of toothbrushes for him.
