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After nearly two years of alligator wrestling matches at nearly every diaper change, the boy did this without any prompting from me:

1. Retrieved diapers and package of wipes from the diaper bag.
2. Placed them in the spot that I usually change him in, nicely arranged.
3. Politely called me into that room.
4. Upon entering, he immediately assumed the lying down position and passed me a diaper that was next to him.
5. Remained perfectly still and silent, perhaps even smiling, during the process.

I was floored. Now I know, the trick is to wait 10 hours between diaper changes.

KIDDING! I had just changed his diaper about 45 minutes earlier, but it was indeed wet.

Truly a miracle.