I was cleaning cottage cheese off the table, floor, chair, and myself this morning as Ben ran to the living room to watch PBS Kids. I found him in front of the TV with his lil' penis out of his diaper and in his hand. His pants, shirt and leg were wet. I did a complete toddler overhaul, got him a drink, and then we sat down to watch Curious George together.
Half an hour later after picking him up, my shirt was soaked by whatever liquid was on his pants. I don't know if it was milk or pee. One doesn't want to investigate these things too closely. Another change for him and a new shirt for me.
Getting him out of the car at his school, my hip was again soaked by his shorts. A cursory diaper check revealed that his little hose was pointed outside of his diaper. I assume it got that way when he was playing with himself, his new favorite game, or "work" in Montessori terms.
Ben's teacher was nice enough to change his shorts. She felt that I had been through enough. I let her.
1 comment:
Megan,
This posting is hilarious! There's something about boys and needing to make sure it's there I guess...same thing with my nephews.
Hope all is well - Jared forwarded me the link so I check these out from time to time. Was just off in Guatemala visiting Beth which was a great time - otherwise things are as usual in DC. Very hot right now.
Say hi to Jared and Ben for me. All the best,
~Piers
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