When Evan was a baby, he loved rice. Occasionally he'd even manage to ingest some. For a while, one of our nicknames for him was "Rice-In-His-Hair." (The other was "Little Big Mess.") But tonight at dinner, Sage managed to get more rice on herself than Evan ever did. When I lifted her out of her high chair, I realized I'd have to take her into the front yard and let the crows clean her off before carrying her to the bathtub. After I'd brushed every last grain from her front, I acted on a hunch and unbuttoned the bottom of her outfit. Another half-pound of rice fell out.
Evan has been reading a "Captain Underpants" book, and tonight announced that Sage's new name was "Captain Diaperpants."
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