Manhandled!

Sometimes being cured isn't worth the harsh medicine you have to take. That is my view towards some of Daddy's HARSH methods in the name of parenting.

Granted I don't appreciate a poopy diaper or a giant bugger in my nose but I am even less of a fan of some of Daddy's strong arm tactics. Having a another person's finger up your nose or cleaning your bottom can be very intrusive sometimes and tonight I was not in the mood to have cleanliness imposed on me. You are just building resentment in me Daddy. Watch out for me in fifty years when I am changing YOUR diaper! -Jaxon

I Have Got to Stop Admitting to These Things

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. -Jaxon

Taking Charge

Well, Daddy was supposed to feed me my bottle tonight. At least he prepared it, but when it was time to get down to business he was more concerned about taking my diaper bag out. Well, when you have to drink you have to drink!

I got on the chair and started drinking on my own. I'm starting to think this whole curling up in Daddy's arms is getting old, especially if he can't get his act together quickly enough. -Jaxon