I've mentioned before that Easton is an incredibly clean child. He hates being dirty. Hates anything on his hands or face or feet.
I thought that I may be able to avoid some of the "classic" kid problems because of this.
Turns out I was dead wrong.
I should have known when he was coloring quietly for almost the entire time I was feeding Kendree.
We thought that the legs were the extent of it, until we went over to wash him off and discovered this:
No toe was left unmarked.
At least he's thorough.