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Lately, Olivia’s test driving two with tantrums, talking back and actions that are pretty far outside her normal realm.

For instance, bedtime has become a bit of battle. Normally, I read a book, sing a couple of songs, rock for a bit, then put her down without so much as a whimper.

She’s clearly to an age where she realizes there’s more exciting things going on downstairs come 8 pm. The past week or two, Olivia stands up before she even hits the mattress and launches babies or books (or pacifiers) at my head as I close the door. She has an amazing aim, but that’s another post.

Most nights, though, she settles down once I place all of her accouterments back in her crib.

Last night, I heard her laughing and calling for me. I opened her door and found her wearing only a grin.

She was stark naked in her crib—her pajamas and diaper tossed out on to the floor—and she was quite pleased with herself.

She said, “I need a diaper change.”

Apparently.