Where has my mind gone?

Most of us have heard of pregnant brain. I haven't been pregnant in almost a year, so shouldn't some of my former intelligence have made its way back? Apparently not. I just gave Patrick a bath in his diaper.

You see, Patrick is messy. M-E-S-S-Y. I have tried every trick in the book to improve his eating habits, but he is a disaster at mealtime. We have developed a pretty good routine to battle his messy eating habits. In the morning, I feed him Cheerios (no spills there) and some sort of nearly colorless fruit...bananas, apples, or pears often do the trick. I manage to keep him clean-ish. He takes a morning nap in his clean-ish pajamas and then eats lunch. Since green beans by their very name are full of color, its hard to keep him neat at lunch. So inevitably after lunch we have to do a major cleaning. Of Patrick, the highchair, the walls, the floor, sometimes the dog's fur. Most definitely me.

On the not too rare occassion where Patrick is too messy for even a roll of paper towels to handle, I take him, mess and all, straight to the bathtub. Take of the messy clothes and just rinse him off. But today for some reason, I got halfway into the rinse off before I realized the poor boy was still wearing his diaper. His very soggy diaper at this point. Clearly I was staring at him this whole time, but somehow managed to overlook the diaper.

Luckily for me, Patrick often overlooks my mommy brain moments. I think for him taking a bath in a diaper was a little bit of an adventure. He certainly howled with laughter while I tried to keep it from dripping as I tossed into the trashcan.