Kaitlin's Diary Wednesday 5:30 PM My baby brother, Billy, has just started to talk... well, almost. He hasn't quite managed to say my name yet. I mean, "Ka-in" isn't too far from "Kaitlin". But what my baby bro lacks in speech, he more than makes up for in crawling ability. Billy's mom, Jen (Dad's wife), turned her back on the little tiger for a millisecond when she was getting some clothes out of his closet this morning. In that time, Billy had crawled out of his crib, onto the landing, and into my room. If I hadn't been in there getting ready for school, who knows what would have happened. One thing's for sure, I wouldn't have been too thrilled to find a gurgling Billy at the bottom of my closet later... ... I saw what he had for breakfast and I know how often he fills his diaper (way too often for my liking). My closet would be a no-go area until all offensive smells (and marked - ew) had disappeared. I would not ...