But unfortunately, she wasn't wearing a pair of pants. When I walked into her room after nap time, I saw what happens when parents get sloppy.
The room stank. Sophia had opened her diaper and had its contents on her clothes, her blankets, her crib, her sheets, and most horrifying, her face. When I gasped in disgust and amazement she looked up at me innocently with confusion on her face, contrasting poignantly with the other substance on her face, and I couldn't help but laugh.
She will never, ever live it down.