Meet Baby Jones

Last night, I looked after Avery while Catherine worked busily in the kitchen. He started making grumpy “my diaper is wet” noises, so laid him down on the couch to give him a change.

When I went to take his diaper off, he grabbed his feet and pulled them close to his face. I thought it was pretty convenient, but didn’t think much more of it. When I finished wiping and changing him, he promptly let go of his feet with a smile of contentment on his face.

The Diaper-Change Assist!

He was helping me change his diaper. How cool!