Dear Bennett-
Your daddy is having a harder time learning to change your poopy diapers than I am. This is totally legit since he's never really changed a diaper before. He is very willing to learn - his main problem is that whenever we open a diaper and see poop, he starts giggling like a schoolgirl. Yesterday you had a pretty impressive diaper and daddy went running out of the room because he was laughing so hard. And at the hospital you traumatized him a little bit because the very first poopy diaper we had to change ourselves (the nurse did the first one to show us how) we got you all cleaned up nice, high fived each other, and then as I was reaching to pull the dirty diaper out from under you, you pooped some more! We laughed and got you cleaned up again, only for the same thing to happen a third time! Pretty impressive, kid. We went through 3 diapers on that change, just trying to contain the madness that was your poop.
Today's poop adventure: We took you upstairs to the changing table and it was just a wee bit of poop so I asked your daddy if he was good to do this one for practice, and he said yes. He was doing great, but he forgot to leave the dirty diaper under you while reaching for the new one. So he already had pulled the old diaper out when he started freaking out because he realized you were peeing all over yourself and me! (I was holding your wiggly ankles up and was so distracted watching him that I didn't realize) So I looked toward your chest and sure enough, the pee was a'flowin'. Then I heard even more freaking out from your dad and looked back in time to see you pooping all over the changing table! Your dad was in absolute hysterics, which was making me laugh too. Except that I just had a baby 4 days ago so in between laughs I managed to say "you have to stop! I'm peeing myself! I have no bladder control right now!" which only made your daddy laugh harder. Anyway we finally got you cleaned up and have you wrapped up nakie, with only a clean diaper since we're going to give you your first bath when daddy and Nana get home from the store in a few minutes.
Now if I can only figure out how to break the news to daddy that I'm pretty sure I heard you pooping some more right after he left. . .
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