One year later:
“Nala move! Get that diaper fast, Eve is doing the pushing face!” Lorenzo yells as I look for the last place I put the diaper bag.
“Have you seen the diapers?!”
“Check the dresser!”
“I already checked the dresser and...”
“Oh no... too late, Eve left us a little present in the tub!”
I quickly run to get rags and baby wipes.
“Coming!” I nearly trip over baby toys as I run down the stairs to the bathroom where Lorenzo had just finished bathing our baby, Evelyn. When I open the bathroom door my mouth drops at the sight before me.
Lorenzo is holding our baby up in the tub, away from her own poopy mess, as she giggles like she has no care in the world. My happy little baby.
“Oh my goodness! She needs another bath. I’ll take it from here honey.” I tell him with a sweet ki
