Since I can't feed Jo (I usually tell him I "don't have boobs," causing Co to correct me, since of course I have quite ample boobs indeed), I try to do as many others things for him as I can. Diaper changes are my particular specialty.
The other day I was changing one of those generous poops that went pretty far up his back (though thankfully stayed in the diaper). In order to wipe way up his back, I lifted his legs high, toes arced over his head. He was gleefully watching his mobile and didn't mind in the slightest.
Then he peed. In his face.
I was horrified, and frantically grabbed a wipe to clean his face. He was still giggling at the mobile obliviously. While I was obsessed with his face, naturally, he pooped. By the time Co came in I was laughing hysterically.
Jo and his mobile are a match made in heaven. He can lie and watch it for hours, smiling, grinning, giggling, babbling. Too precious. I've taken several videos of him doing it. In one of them, you can hear me talking to him.
After I uploaded it, Co watched it a few times with Jo asleep on her lap. She claimed that he smiled in his sleep when he heard my voice. I was skeptical, but I came in the room, she played the video, and he really did smile when I spoke. Sweet baby knows his Mama.