Françoise couldn't help but laugh. She thought it was the funniest thing in the world. Here he was, the tough cyborg 004, who was having quite the trouble changing Irene's diaper. "No, no the sticky tabs go on the front flap," she said between giggles. He grunted and attempted to remove the sticky tabs from his fingers and onto the diaper. He pulled one hand away only to hear his wife guffaw at him.
She was laughing hard now. He looked at his hand and groaned. The sticky tab was still stuck to his hand, and the diaper was stuck to the sticky tab. He felt stupid and shook his hand violently the diaper finally coming loose and falling to the floor. Fran didn't try to hide her laughter. "I'm glad someone finds this amusing." Albert pulled a new diaper from the drawer in the changing table and tried it again.
Irene was laying there just staring up at him with those big green eyes of hers. Her fingers were clutching her toes tightly and she seemed oblivious to the current situation. She blew spittle out of her mouth contently and then smiled.
Albert gently lifted up her exposed bottom half and stuck the diaper under her. As Fran had shown him he shook the baby powder container sending the white substance onto the pad. Fran was standing next to him now as he tried once again to get the diaper secured around Irene's rear. She stifled her giggles as best she could.
He pulled one of the sticky tabs up and somehow managed to secure half the diaper to his daughter. When he succeeded in getting the other half properly closed he sighed in relief. He held her up "Ta-da."
"That's very good," Fran assured. "But now you've got to button up her onesie again." She giggled a little even though she knew she shouldn't. It wasn't her husband's favorite thing in the world to do. He just wasn't very good at doing up buttons or tying ties. And sometimes even Fran had trouble with those metal snaps.
Albert sighed and she cut her laughter short. "Want some help?"
"Nope. I seem to be just fine on my own." And by some miracle he had it snapped up before she could retort. "See." He smirked. She smiled.
"You missed one," she chortled. He looked down at the snaps to see that there was no such mistake made. "Made you look," Fran giggled as she quickly walked away from her husband.
"Frannie," Albert growled playfully while scooping up Irene. She clapped her hands and babbled. "Shall we go get Mommy?" He asked. She clapped her hands again not knowing what mischief her father was planning. Albert smiled. "Good girl," he whispered following his wife.
The laughter that came out of that house for the greater part of an hour could be heard half a block down. Lucky for them, they didn't have neighbors that close. So the laughter went on unchecked.