Whenever I turn the bathtub on, Jackson does one of two things. He crawls as fast as he can towards the bathroom in excitement OR he crawls as fast as he can away. He thinks it's funny when I have to chase after him.
That night it was the latter.
I cornered the little stinker and brought him to the bathroom where he was promptly derobed and plunked in the warm bath water.
Usually, Jackson immediately reaches for his toys and splashes around, but tonight was a little different. I was tired, so it took a couple seconds for me to realize that Jackson was just sitting there giving me a confused, slightly unsure look.
"Why aren't you playing Jackson?"
He hesitantly looked around for his toys, but kept glancing back at me.
"Your toys are over there. You can play with them."
He started to reach for his rubber ducky, but again stopped short. His big brown eyes just staring at me.
That's when I realized--I forgot to take off his diaper!
The poor boy was waist deep in bathwater and his diaper was a big, puffed up ball of sog.
I immediately took off the soaked diaper. Jackson smiled in relief and gave me a look as if to say "Silly Mom!" I smiled back sheepishly,
He then decided it was finally safe to play with his toys.