is what I found myself saying frequently on Sunday morning while we were at Church. I made the mistake of bringing Kate’s purse with us that had a mirror in it and many accessories that she likes to “discuss”.

In an effort to give her something that would make her less verbal, I gave her a wipe. During the sermon, she proceeded to clean the books, her cup, her hands, her face, her seat and then she squatted down and said “clean GINA” as she wiped between her legs.