You better change me.
It seems like an innocent enough statement. But when that statement comes from a toddler who has fought you tooth and nail over every diaper change for the last six months; a toddler who will vehemently deny having a dirty diaper even when five seconds ago you witnessed her grunting and turning red and you can smell her from across the room; a toddler who has been taking antibiotics for the last 8 days that have made her back-end production both more liquid and more frequent with each passing day... When that toddler walks up to you after dinner and annouces "You better change me" you can bet that when you pull her pants down, you are NOT going to like what you find.
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Poor kid, poor Mom too! Those kinds of surprises are never fun.
And even more disturbing, I didn't pause one single bite of my breakfast while reading about the aforementioned poop.
OMG... could we be suffering from Stockholm Syndrome?