Diaper Derby
Lexie-10 months
Dean-10
Sam-6
Dean had refused to change the baby's diaper since before Mary was even gone. He had experienced the monstrosity of the thing with Sam, when he had been four, and sworn never again. That changed once Mary died.
He still tried to refuse; he tried everything he could think of. But, when John had to leave to boys alone for the first time since Mary's death, Dean had no choice. He particularly didn't like that she was a girl. It made it so much more awkward for a ten year old. He hated everything about it. He dreaded the moment that she did anything.
The first few hours went without a hitch. She hadn't gone yet. The waiting was making Dean uncomfortable. He wished she would just go, so that he could get it over with. He watched TV with Sammy, and it was something about polar bears. He held the baby while she burbled to herself. He smiled at her, and soon he knew he had to check.
He sat her up, and took a light sniff. She had definitely went. He groaned, and looked to Sam, who was smiling evilly. "Gotta change the baby?" he asked, taunting him.
"Shut up, ass face" Dean growled thinking of the meanest thing he could call Sam.
"Ohh" Sam said, eyes wide. "You swore"
"Just back off" Dean said, taking the baby and putting her on the table like his dad did. He put the towel under her, and quick undid the diaper. He pulled it off, trying not to breathe. Lexie smiled at him. He wiped her down, put some powder on, (too much came out, getting over everything), and then tried to pull the new diaper under her.
"Ugh" Sam said, holding his nose. "Why is she so icky?"
Dean shook his head. "You were worse" he stated. "You peed everywhere"
Sam stuck his tongue out and disappeared to the other side of the room. Dean struggled to get the diaper on straight, and then sighed in triumph when he was done. He re-snapped the onesie, and held her up with a smile. "Done!" he said, and looked to Sammy.
He sat her in her playpen in happiness, and then realized something. He had to do that for the next three days.
The battle was far from over.
Three days later, Dean was a diaper changing machine. He had Sam time him, and he could change her in 40 seconds flat.(He would tell John this, who would only shake his head. Leave it to Dean to make a contest out of changing a diaper.