It's a bird, it's a plane...

No, it's Diaper Boy!

So last night on the way to my parent's house, Michael was digging through a bag and found a Pull-up.  He of course put it on his head and coined himself Diaper Boy.

He then changed it around a bit and called himself Diaper Ninja.

By the time we got to my parent's house he had the Pull-up covering his whole face so he couldn't see.

Mike got him out of the car, set him down and turned around to get something.

Before we knew it, he took off full speed ahead toward my parent's house.

Out of nowhere, a bunch of flower pots jumped right in front of him and he toppled over breaking a few on the way.

Mike is still making fun of my reaction (I will leave that up to your imagination,) but instead of reaching my full panic mode, I wish I would have taken a picture of his limp body strung over broken pots with a diaper on his head. 

Oh well.  There's always next time. 

And believe me, there will probably be a next time.