"I do it"

Last week, Wes was home with the kiddos. They were acting all kinds of crazy when Wes realized that Mr. Gavin needed a diaper change (of the stinky variety). And, it was a doozy of a diaper change. Gavin laid down on the floor and Wes took his pants off. 

Then, the doorbell rang. It was the repairman for our piece-o-shit washer machine. Wes got up (leaving Gavin on the floor), answered the door, and showed the repairman to the basement. When he came back into the living room, he was in complete shock.

Vivian was sitting down in front of Gavin (as if she was changing his diaper), Gavin's diaper was off and face-down on the rug (yuck!), Vivian had two wipes in her hands, Gavin had poop all over his legs and feet, and Vivian was saying, "I do it, Daddy" to Wes. 

From what I hear, it was disgusting. Glad I wasn't there.