Claudia has been going through this phase where she freaks out every time we chage her diaper, we are talking kicking and screaming and crying and general hysterics.
This morning she started with me. It was 6:00 am and she had been wearing the same diaper since 6:30 pm. I tried to fight her soaked diaper off and she rolled over and started to run away. At this point I was tired (because it was 6:00 am) and tired of wrestling with her, so I calmly said “Claudia, you can either lay down here and get a new diaper or you can go to bed right now in that disgusting wet thing”.
She turned around and layed down on the changing pad and said “Good girl”, and smiled up at me while I put on her new diaper.
Can you even imagine what this one will be like when she gets to be a teenager?