I saw Ethan was rubbing his eyes and it was about time for his afternoon nap anyway, so I went to make him a bottle. As I finished making the bottle I turned to find that Ethan had grabbed a sleeper from the shelf where we keep them for night and carried it over to the gate by the steps and was standing there going "Boy is my Dad slow on picking up on things, I will have to help him out". It cracked me up.
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