As soon as Luke is out of the tub, he rips off his towel and runs straight for his blanket.
Can I get in trouble for posting this? I've heard of stories like that, but I figure if David can hold his slingshot wearing only his birthday suit (in all it's glory) in the LOUVE for crying out loud I should be able to splash Luke's bum on the internet.
Of course I can't leave him without his diaper for too long. So while he does scream and run away, I eventually catch him and put it on. He is somewhat placated when I let him play with the baby powder or lotion.
Luke falling in love with his baby powder
A brand new bottle, I might add, because the last time he played with a bottle (bigger size), he managed to get the top off and dump it all over his face. I thought about taking a picture before I cleaned it up, but he was clearly gagging on the cornstarch that filled his mouth. So I decided it was more important to keep him from dying.
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