So, yesterday or the day before, Tristan ate something that doesn't quite agree with him. Or maybe he just has a stomach bug. At any rate, diaper changes have been fairly traumatic the past 24 hours and the mantra he chants until diaper changes are complete is "Butt owie! Sur!" (sore.)
So I'm trying to comfort and console him and convince him that even though wiping hurts while we're doing it, it will feel better once I clean him up and get some balm and a dry diaper on him. Meanwhile, in a tiny part of the back of my mind, I'm viciously squelching the little voice yelling "butthurt!"