"I changed him on Friday!"

In the first two days of Conor's life, I think Mike changed almost all of his diapers.  He was an immediate diaper changing pro.  Conor rewarded him by pooping and peeing on him with nearly every diaper change.  Perhaps because of that, it didn't take very long at all for Mike to become less than excited about changing diapers.  As a result, he has changed probably about 10 diapers total from the time Conor was two weeks old until now.  (No, I'm really not exaggerating.) (Mike: Yes you are.  I've changed him waaay more than that.)  And, truly, I'm not complaining.  I don't mind changing diapers in the least.  It's one of those things that might seem gross/unappealing/repulsive pre-motherhood, but once you become a Mommy, it's just part of the package deal.  In fact, it's a good time to interact with your baby and have a little play time together.  So it truly doesn't bother me that I'm the designated diaper changer in our family.  

That said, I simply had to share this story because the absurdity is absolutely laughable.  Yesterday (Sunday), I passed Conor off to Mike and said his diaper needed to be changed.  Mike looked at me in all seriousness and said, with awe on his face, "But I changed him on Friday!" (Mike: I was joking!  And, by the way missy, who ended up changing him?  Me!)  I immediately burst out laughing and asked him to think about what he was saying.  His first reaction was, "Well, I only change him once a week!" though as he said this, a smile spread across his face.  He couldn't help but laugh at himself as well.  He knew he'd just dug himself into a hole and was better off just not talking any more!  

All I have to say is thank goodness I'm the diaper changer in the family, or the poor kid would be miserable, languishing in a scary-full diaper for days on end!