Kids that can open doors and take incredible tumbles with the ease of acrobats are suddenly flailing their heads about, nearly blinding me.
They've gotten so good at pulling their pants up and down that we stopped giving them rewards for doing it before going potty. Like I said, my kids are awesome. But then, suddenly, in a fit of disability, one will become incapable of using thumbs and instead uselessly slap at his pants with nub-hands. I can only assume is some scientific process through which he hopes to discover some new Zen way of removing pants.