i know

During diaper changes that aren't going smoothly, I often say to Kenny, "I know, I know," as in: "I know you'd rather be doing something else right now...so would I." Or sometimes it's, "I know this isn't very comfortable, but it'll be over soon." Or even, "I know that cleaning your butt isn't exactly what I pictured myself doing either."

So the other day, Kenny looks up at me from the changing pad right before a diaper swap and announces out of the blue, "I know, I know."

"You're f%$&*#@ with me, right?" I asked innocently.*

He just smiled, stared off into space and said, "I know, I know."


*Okay, I didn't cuss in front of the boy. I said "messing with me" (which isn't nearly as entertaining in blog/retelling form). Happy now?