Tonight we had a visit from the Trinity. Nope, not that one. No Father, Son and Holy Spirit here...well, I guess they were present, but that's a different subject. No, I'm talking about the baby Trinity. The 3 Ps...pee, poop and puke.
It all started during "Daddy time," which is when Mom gets a break for a little while. Owen dropped a big load, blowing out the diaper all over Ryan. So, Ryan took Owen back to get changed. As the changing began, Owen spit up everywhere and Ryan, still being rookie-ish, had to run to the living room to get the burp cloth. During that time Owen wiggles around and manged to get the poop all the way up his back, and rubbed it into his clothes. At this point (being a dad) Ryan called for backup. So, as the cleaning begins, we notice that a nice amenity has been added to Owen's room - a fountain. Tara had only been in the room for 30 seconds and she totally got drenched with pee.
So, after getting that situation handled, we decided it's time for a bath. Bathtime went great. He loves the water now. Ryan then takes Owen back to his room in his towel to get dried off. As they sit, Ryan notices Owen staring at him. Thinking it's a nice father-son moment, Ryan stops and begins talking to Owen. Owen responded by pooping all over the towel. Nice!
We love our kid and we think he's perfect. But he is still a newborn no matter what we think.
Stay tuned...later this week...Grandpa's first visit! Dave and Gale arrive on Wednesday for Dave's first time with Owen. Exciting!