when i was babysitting yesterday, baby P said my name! she said "Lay-E" and i squealed with delight and shed a tear. it was the most wonderful thing in the world. i was so touched. but the moment was interrupted by the screams of S. "I'M DOOOOONEEEE!" which is his signal to me that he needs me to come and wipe his ass. so i walked in there, held my breath and hunkered down with a piece of toilet paper and he said "oops, not done yet" and pooped on my hand.