As Hayes’ vocabulary has rapidly expanded, so to has his demands. One of his most recent is to tell you to “Change diaper!” I know, kinda fitting given the name of my blog.

This morning he woke up and demanded, “change diapers,” continuing to scream about it until I came in and changed it. In his defense, it was very wet.

Of course, this was during my morning get ready time. Since I am the only one home with Hayes in the morning, I need to leave him in his crib so I can do the bathroom stuff to get ready.

So, anyway, I changed his diaper, and put him back in his crib without clothing. He demanded a shirt, so I put one on and returned to my bathroom duties.

“Change diaper!” he screamed again from his crib. I normally don’t react to a second request, but for some reason this morning I decided to. Good thing I did. He was standing, holding his diaper.

“Hayes, why did you take your diaper off?” I asked him.

“Hayes poop!” he replied. I took the diaper from his hand. Sure enough Hayes had pooped.

I returned him to the changing table, wiped up, put a new diaper on.

“Yay!” Hayes exclaimed.

I’m beginning to wonder how long I can keep my morning routine up.