I just looked down at Benjamin and said "kiddo, what happened to those three hour increments between nightly feedings? Where did they go, lovely?"
And with comedic timing, he raised his eyebrows and did one of his spastic, palm-up arm movements. It was a perfect "I don't know, mom" face. Never mind that he was just trying to burp, it made me laugh.
That, and the stream of pee his just shot two feet up the side of the wall. I was too slow with the new diaper.
Good lord I love this child. Pee debacles and all.
