So this morning, Scotty woke up unusually earlier than normal (8:20 instead of 9:15). I patted his bum, attempted to nurse him, sang a little song, and tried to show him I was still sleeping. It didn't work so finally at 8:35, I admitted defeat and we got up out of bed. As I picked him up, I felt some wetness on my hand and thought "What the heck? He's drolling already?" (drool usually doesn't make an appearance until at least 10 am). I set him down to grab the burp cloth and he reached up for his feet (his favorite toy these days).
This is what I saw:
Oh my goodness! I would have taken a picture with him in it but couldn't find the camera and he was ready for a diaper change right now.
This obviously warranted a bath and an entire outfit change. My little angel hung out so sweetly on the bed while I started the laundry load & weighed the diaper (the science teacher in me has to chart these things!)
And weighing in at a whopping 12.9 oz, we have an all time winner!
(dry diapers weigh only 1.1 oz)