Clever Girl

I was sitting in my chair in the living room when I saw Isabelle crawl into the kitchen. She paused for a moment, grunted, then crawled towards me. She grabbed a blanket and stood up beside my chair. I looked at her and asked, "Isabelle, did you poop?" She smiled at me, dropped down and started crawling away. I followed her out of the living room, down the hall, into her bedroom and right up to her change table. She grabbed a book and I lifted her up. Now if I could only get her to change her own diapers.