Wrestlemania

Today on the changing table it felt like Logan and I were involved in Wrestlemania. I know all you Hulksters out there know what I'm talking about, brother! He was squirmy and kicky and twisty and shaky and all that jazz. All the while he had blueberry poop hanging off his butt. Here I am trying to change the kid and clean him up, and here he is rolling around like a baby alligator. It was a blast. He's normally squirmy during changing times, which seems often considering his fuzzi bunz leak a lot, but normally we give him either the nose plunger or the baby tylenol bottle or some other toy to distract him. Today, those distractions weren't working. I was Andre the Giant and he was Hulk Hogan...no...I was the Iron Sheik and he was the Ultimate Warrior...no...that's not it either. Needless to say, it was some intense wrestling. But I pinned him and won the match! Victory!