It's official. John has been initiated.
Please allow me to set the scene:
For those who are unaware, a few months ago I got called to serve in Primary as a Sunbeam teacher. This left John as sole caretaker of Addison for 2 out of 3 hours every Sunday. Since Addison was born, I was the one to balance, wrassle, juggle all things baby-related every week at Church. This made it even more of a jump for John to adjust - but what an entertaining one it has been. And I must say, day one had him singing my praises on the way home!
A bit of history:
On John's first Sunday as caretaker, all three of us crammed into the family bathroom as I observed him using a changing table for the first time. Balancing a baby, changing her out of layers upon layers of Sunday clothes, mixing up a bottle, digging through the diaper bag etc etc. I coached him, encouraged him, and patted him on the back as he succeeded - granted a bit haphazardly on his first try but it was progress.
Now typically, John is the one that is over protective of Addison - blocking the sun, checking her body temp, blanket layers, etc. But after this Sunday he had changed. As I located them after church, he was already heading out the door anxious to get home. He kept saying "That was hard! That was hard!" and I was like "Yup!" On the way to the car he had her carrier smack dab in the sun. As I brought it to his attention he responded "Eh, a little vitamin D will do her some good!" as he tossed her carrier into the back seat of the car. All the way home I had to convince him that if it was hard for him - it was hard for me. He kept saying "Nah, it's easier for you". Once he realized I didn't have some magic little pill that made it easier, he finally understood what I endured weekly up to that point.
Now, fast forward to a couple of weeks ago. I come out of primary, after church is over, and find him in the foyer with Addison in her carrier covered in blankets. Before I even get to him he's mouthing the words "Um, we had a bit of an accident". Once I near him, he pulls up the blankets from Addison and there she is sitting in her carrier in nothing but a diaper. She likes being nakey so she's loving every minute of it. I start laughing hysterically as John recounts the experience of juggling through layers of Sunday dress and a diaper-less baby on the changing table, and someone knocking on the bathroom door, as she decides to pee all over everything she was wearing. Somehow, when it happens to someone else, it's all the more funnier. However, I think it was still to recent for John to see the humor in it all. So here are the pics I took of Addison once we arrived home. This is the cute little nakey baby that greeted me, in the foyer, after church. I think she thought it was funnier than the Daddy did. So it's official, John has been initiated into the "Sunday Baby Club" and I have realized just how inspired my calling truly is!!
Completely unrelated but still cute. Here is another pic of Addison. Thanks to her Daddy, this is one of her favorite pastimes. Hanging out on the couch while she plays with Daddy's xBox controller.
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