Powder Fresh

When I went in to get Little Man up this morning, he'd made a mess.

Wow. His diaper-changing accessories are now in the closet. We've dealt with him pulling all the wipes out of the box before, but it took this to teach us to keep everything out of his reach. All I can smell is baby powder.

Unrelated, the other day when we walked into daycare there was a ride-on toy sitting in the foyer for $5. It needed a couple of screws but my mom fixed it yesterday and now it's ready for action.
It doesn't move quite as easily as his red bike, so he keeps saying, "Oh, it's turkey." That's "tricky" for those of you who don't speak 2.