Aunt Liz weighs in

Received this email from Aunt Liz today after we all spent the weekend at Rock Point:

Hi there,
I didn't get a chance to tell you how cute Jonathan was being yesterday, and what idiots Jim and I are. As soon as you and Chris took off in the sailboat, Jonathan had enough of his swimming pool and started to fuss a bit. We picked him up and I seated him on my lap to dry him off, but he kept fussing. Mom said he probably didn't like his wet swim diaper (or the design AND leg ruffles on it) and told US to go change him. Well, she told me, and I told Jim he had to come give me a hand.
In the bedroom Jonathan got all happy again. Jim played horsey on his knee with him and Jonathan laughed a lot, and then he laughed when we laid him on his change mat and blew raspberries on his tummy. We took off his wet swim diaper first and started looking around for diapers to put on him. Then Jim said, Um, I think he's aiming at us! We just then remembered that this kid likes to pee on everyone and there he lay - naked and possibly ready to shoot. Very quickly we pulled out a dry diaper and panicked when we realized we had to figure out the front to back, and then further realized we had no idea if he needed to be powdered or not. Jim ran to ask mom while I held the diaper in front of Jonathan like a shield. Only Jonathan immediately grabbed the edge of it and pulled it to his face for a good chew, leaving his under regions and their deadly weapon exposed! A little tug-of-war ensued, with Jonathan laughing manically the whole time.
In the end we got the diaper on him and he did not pee on us, but we think he enjoyed freaking us out quite a bit.



Jonathan must really love his uncle and auntie, because he rarely passes up a chance to "water" someone. I wish we'd had one of those baby video monitors to catch all the action.