This isn't brownie batter.
He was checking to see if Oliver had anything in his diaper and ...
LOL... the joy of parenthood.
Derek, Lara, and I were dying laughing while I ran to get the camera as Derek was yelling "Come pick up Oliver... help!!!" and poor Oliver was crying because we were laughing so hard.
Good times.
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And the diagnosis is...a severe case of poo finger. Keep smiling, Derek.
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