Over the weekend we were in Long Island. After Anna's son's birthday party we went to my MIL's and went upstairs to my BIL's (MIL lives live in the same house with her son).

So DS was babbling and squealing and DH's two nieces who are 5 and 3 thought DS was talking to them so they hung around by him and every time he squealed they laughed and were like "Matthew's talking to us"...

Then DS pooped and I went into the girls bedroom to change him and my 3 year old Goddaughter says "I help you"...and she did. She held his legs up while I cleaned him...Aweeeeee she was so cute about it. She even opened up the new clean diaper for me.

Just thought I'd share this cute little story...