Nanny, he did it again!

Whenever we change Jakob's diaper, we live in fear. Fear that he will pee. And, being a little boy, when he pees it is a true fountain.

While my Mom was here, she came downstairs after changing Jakob's diaper, howling with laughter. He had, you see, peed. And the fountain happened to be aimed right at his own face.

Well, I decided to weigh him at the weekly parent/infant drop-in. Since all of his weights thus far have been unclothed, I had to strip him right down. The volunteer who helps out with the weighing was anxious, apparently one too many babies have peed (or worse) on her scale, but he came through dry.

Turns out, he was saving it 'til I was dressing him.

And, yes, once again he was the victim of his own fountain.

At least, for once, I was dry.