The Triple Threat

I am no stranger to changing diapers, working at a daycare in college and babysitting prepared me to be able to change a diaper in about 20 seconds flat. My husband on the other hand is pretty new at this skill but he has stepped up to the plate and has changed just as many diapers as I have. I'm so proud.

 

One thing that he was not expecting though was the triple threat. Mason had recently eaten and needed to be changed so he was passed off to Jake in order to be burped and receive a new diaper. While Jake was mid diaper change Mason started to spit up, then he started to pee, and to top it all off he apparently was not quite done filling his diaper as Jake discovered. 

Jake let out a frantic little "hunny!" and I could not stop laughing. I made my way into Masons room to find my two boys in a bit of a flurry so I grabbed a new diaper, wiped the baby down and tried not to laugh to much. 

Now whenever Jake hears Mason fill his diaper he waits a few minutes to make sure that there will be no surprises mid-nude-baby. We have still both been peed on and being covered in spit up is no rare occasion but I am happy to report that no more poo has made its way out of the diaper and onto either of us. Lets hope it stays that way for a while. Or forever, I'm not picky.