I really don't care for Daddy changing my diapers. I mean, as much as I like being clean the whole process of being thrown onto the changing table and being manhandled I could do without!
The problem is that my growing ability to speak really excites me. Whenever I have an accident I just can't resist telling everyone that I Pooped!
I may deny it right afterwards but the damage has been done and I'm off to be changed again. :(
I think the next step in my development is to learn to be a little more subtle or God forbid potty trained.