Only a Boy: Chapter 1

Last week Cooper woke up and wanted his daddy.  We walked all around the house to assure him Dave had already left for work.  Then I noticed Cooper grabbing his diaper.  The poor kid had a leaky diaper and needed a complete wardrobe change.  He was all about the new diaper, but when it came to taking off his pjs he freaked out.

After a brief wrestling match I got the new jammies on.  But by the time I was done Cooper was in complete freak out mode.  All he wanted was his wet pajamas.  After trying to keep them out of arms length, Cooper just kept getting more and more worked up.  I finally gave in.

He cried uncontrollably while holding his soggy pjs.  I just let him work it out on his own.  After a 5 minute cry fest he seemed to calm down so I suggested reading a book. You would have thought I'd suggested he cut off his pinky toe.  He got all worked up again and I decided to keep my mothering mouth closed.

The crying continued for several minutes during which time Cooper decided cuddling the old diaper would also help soothe his sad soul.  He finally stopped crying, but I wasn't about offer another suggestion.  I stroked his hair while he stroked the diaper.  It was a lovely mother/son moment.  

Finally Cooper broke the silence.  He tooted.  He laughed.  All was magically better in the world.

Cooper, 22 months