Little man caught me by surprise this evening.
After I changed his dirty diaper, he promptly stood up and walked behind me. He pulled the back of my shirt up a bit and tried to look to make sure that I didn't also have a dirty diaper.
Now, that is something I didn't see coming!
I'm grateful the I-want-to-pull-my-hair-out-moments of parenting are so frequently balanced with moments that make me want to roll on the floor in laughter.
Thanks for looking out for me Little Man, but for the record, Mommy doesn't need diapers and hopefully won't for many, many, many years to come.