Learn to Laugh

The other night Megan decided she wanted to eat every hour for the first four hours of her night time sleep. Then, after sleeping for two hours - in her waking up mode - she pooped. I got up, put her on the changing table, and upon hearing that she was gassy decided I would wait a bit longer to change her. I left her on the changing table (it has railings - she wasn't going to fall) and went to the bathroom to give her some time. In the mean time Mark - seeing that Megan needed to be changed decided he would be the heroic husband and change her for me.

Just then Megan pooped while Mark wiped her. He was able to catch it in the diaper and felt very proud of himself. This victory was short lived. He lifted her legs to wipe her again when all of a sudden the largest force known to nature exploded all over the table, Mark, and the floor.

That is exactly why I was waiting! Upon looking at the disgusting mess that I now would need to clean I mumbled, "thanks for helping and creating more work for me." Then I remembered a talk by I think Elder Wirthlin where he said, "learn to laugh." I then looked at Mark's shocked face, poop covering his arm from his wrist to his elbow and all over his shirt and bottoms and I couldn't help but bust up. It was the funniest sight I had ever seen! I only wish I had a camera nearby. All the next day I couldn't help but laugh - it may have been the sleep deprivation but it truly was hilarious! I am so glad Mark changed that diaper! Although he's not so eager to help anymore. :(