Varmits

So one night we had particularly smelly garbage. Let's just go ahead and blame that on Lincoln. It smelled so bad we stuck it outside with the intent to throw it in the garbage can in the morning. Little did we know that racoons roam these parts (and possums, fireflies, and squirrels! I love squirrels!). As you can guess, we woke up to garbage strewn across the yard but I didn't mind pickin' it up, I just felt bad for the animals that got into the diapers. Sick. That same morning I put Lincoln in his onesie and as I was drying my hair I set his pants at his lap to put on him later. We found him chewin' on them just like a little racoon...