I'm kneeling on the floor, newspaper laid out on the carpet. Adam's in the armchair and Franklin is busy at the boys' little table.
Franklin farts.
Adam says "Have you done a poo, Franklin?", which Franklin determinedly ignores.
Oscar takes it on himself to go up behind Franklin and administer the nappy test (i.e. fingers down the back of the nappy, creating a gap between nappy and back, peering down and simultaneously sniffing).
The next thing I know he's behind me, repeating the procedure! And not wanting to miss out, Franklin has toddled behind his brother and is performing the same test. A nappy-testing daisy chain!
So there's another first - I've had my pants checked by a 2-year-old.
At least he didn't announce to his dad that I needed a new nappy...
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