Addison learned how to take off her pants and diaper today.
I heard her quietly playing in her crib after a nap, and hurried to finish what I was working on while she was happy. I should have known that quiet is never a good sign.
I went in to get her moments later, and found her finger painting her blankets, crib, and her cute little self with an unmentionable brown goo. (ick!)
I couldn't even be mad at her. Her big toothy grin gets me every time. I guess with a one year old, "poop just happens" sometimes.