Diaper Change

The kids had run upstairs while I was finishing up cleaning something downstairs.  Suddenly I hear called out-

Edee:  Mommy!!  I change-ded Chicken's diaper!

This is one of those mommy moments when it's possible to be filled with both dread and amusement at the same time.  I paused, then hurried upstairs, not quite sure what I would see.

Chicken was sitting on the little trainer potty while Edee was proudly waiting to tell me her accomplishment.

Edee:  I change-ded Chicken's diaper!!
Me:  I see you took it off.
Edee:  I change-ded it.  First I took off da snaps on his onesie, den I took of him diaper!!!
Me:  Wow.... (scanning the bathroom for the diaper and any signs of a heart-stopping mess. Fortunately I found the wet--and only wet--diaper in the trash bin, nicely bundled. Phew).
Edee:  See?!! I did it.
Me:  Okay...well, um, that's alright, but he needs to wear a diaper.
Chicken:  Yit on da potty!!
Me:  Good job, I see that.  Are you going to go pee?
Chicken:  Yook, boy parts!
Me:  Yes I see.  Sit back down. Time to get a diaper on.
Edee:  No, I wanna do it.
Me:  Let me help you....it's not a bad thing if you learn, I guess....
Edee:  No I can do it myself!
Me:  I'll get the diaper...
Edee:  Okay, I know how to do dis. Sit down on your diaper Chicken. Sit down yike dis.
Me:  Tell him to lay down.
Edee:  Okay, yay down yike dis. Okay yemme see....
Chicken:  Ow, legs hurt!!!,
Edee:  Don' worry.  Okay, hmmm....dust 'coot (scoot) you yittle bum onto da diaper.  Ok, no, you need to 'coot a yittle more.  "Coot your bum on wight here.
Me:  Here....let me help just a little
Edee:  Awight.  Yet's see...where are the snaps.....

Needless to say, when all was said (and a lot was said) and done, Chicken needed a brief re-diapering.  As much as I've wished that there was someone else around to help change diapers, and as "fun" as the kids thought it was,  I don't think we're ready for this to be Edee's new responsibility.