I'm really glad Jake is four months old now, because at this age he no longer has a loaded gun in his diaper ready to go off at any moment. When he was younger, any time you took his diaper off you risked being hit with geyser. Actually, that's not true...usually he turned his powers for evil against himself. He would routinely unleash a stream of pee on his own face, and lay there looking completely unphased, as if to say, "So I've got pee on my face. Don't act like you've never been there." Diaper changes were all about speed, dexterity and preparation. Only a foolish, foolish individual would thoughtlessly remove Jake's diaper without first laying out all the tools necessary to complete the change in record time. Jake would lay there looking all innocent, as if to say, "Go ahead, take off the diaper. I'm done peeing for now." Then the split second the diaper came off, Mr. Peebody would turn on the waterworks. Once, I had to text message my husband at work to apprise him of the latest development: "Jake just peed in his ear." Then, about 2 hours later, a second text message: "Jake just peed in his other ear." Often the pee would somehow miss Jake's head and get on the sides of the basinette, calling for a quick linen change. We eventually learned the art of snatching off the diaper at superspeed, swiping the offending unit heedlessly with a Wet Wipe, and slapping on a fresh diaper, all with a sense of urgency befitting of calf ropers.
Don't think advancements aren't being made in the science of diaper changing, though. You can now order Pee-Pee TeePees to cap your baby's little hydrant with. Seems kind of silly to me; I think simple speed is the best solution to preventing your loved ones and your world from being soaked in urine. But I am thrilled to note that from about the age of 3 months or so, maybe sooner, Jake lost his passion for urinating on himself and his immediate surroundings.
I, however, still enjoy doing it myself.