Earlier today I jinxed myself by thinking about how Vaughn has not been too bad about peeing while his diaper's off. Grey only got me a handful of times, and so far Vaughn has been pretty considerate too (although he did get the nurse immediately after he was born and the warm water in the tub can do the trick too). He's more likely to shoot poo across the changing pad than make a fountain.
So of course since I had that thought, he had to let go today. We use the crib as a changing table, it's so easy to put the changing pad there. So I'm reaching for a wipe, probably taking my time since he almost never catches me off guard, and there it goes. But not just a dribble, a true fountain that went up-and-over the changing pad and through the crib rails and hit the wall and dripped down to make a puddle under the crib. Only got a drop on himself.
That's my boy.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
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This cracked me up. I'm waiting for the Fazen baby to get my brother. Payback you know :-)
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