adventures in parenting a male.

It's no shock: I've already been peed on. That happens to everyone, right? This morning was perhaps a teeny bit more unique.

So the rule is to put a diaper or something over the little man's junk before changing a diaper to avoid getting squirted with urine. That's pretty common knowledge. Right now, however, T is healing from his little snip snip procedure. Because of that, I don't want to just put something on his business for fear that it might (yikes) stick. So I've been living on the edge...just hoping he won't pee on me. And he hasn't peed on me today, but he's peed on himself twice. The first time was the good one. I'd just finished getting him all cleaned up...new diaper in place...gauze all ready to reapply...clean outfit underneath him...when...squirt. It didn't look too bad at first. Then I realized that his hair was wet. He'd managed to pee on his own head. I got a warm washcloth and as I was giving him a wipedown, I saw a puddle in his ear.

I realize it's kind of gross, but really it's just funny. Not everyone can pee in their own ear. My son is gifted. I do hope that he develops some other, slightly more conventional, talent.

Beyond that, M and S seem to be recovered from their 3 day stomach bug. No fevers. That is a good thing because it's been a little crazy trying to adjust to life with a newborn when one half of the family is plague-stricken.