The #2 Inspector

P went to work today. J took the girls to run a couple of errands. First they needed to go by the Post Office to mail a few letters. Next they planned to go to the grocery store. As they were preparing to leave the Post Office A said, "I poopy." Sure enough, she was. J decided it would be better go home and change her. The grocery store would have to wait until this afternoon. On the way home A declared, "My finger is dirty." Daddy said, "Ok. We'll clean it when we get home." As he continued to drive home, he wondered how the finger got dirty. She hadn't touched the outside of the car. Did she pick her nose? He looked back to see some of the poopy now on her finger. He told her repeatedly not to touch anything while they drove home. When they got there, he cleaned her finger and took her out of the carseat. Luckily there was no poopy anywhere else, except inside the diaper. I guess she was just curious.