Last night I asked Ethan if he would like to change the baby. He has been taking care of Jonah when ever he can get his hands on him. In fact, if the kids could all lactate, I would never even get to hold this cute little peanut.
Ethan was thrilled at the offer to change Jonah until he got the diaper open. Then he gagged and offered him right back. I tried to convince Ethan that breastfed baby poo smells like popcorn or yogurt. Not only did that not convince him, I may have just ruined yogurt for him forever.
I think my vacation is officially over.