stink fingers

So, as it turns out I am completely useless in a crisis.  On the weekends we let Boy run around in a tshirt and diapers most days.  Fighting to get his pants on is sometimes not worth the fight and he seems to like being free.  So the hubs and I were sitting on the couch and the baby had been playing when he started walking towards us scratching his ass, hand in the diaper scratching his ass.  I blurt out loud, "I hope he didn't poop", and my great, wonderful, patient husband gets up to look only to find that yes, he has pooped and now it's all over his hand.  Panic sets in because Boy loves putting his hands in his mouth and now his fingers are covered in feces, but I couldn't help because I was too busy trying not to piss myself on the couch as I was doubled over laughing.  Tears streaming down my face, I was paralyzed with a fit of the giggles, while my poor husband tried to take control of the situation and prevent our child from getting e. coli.  Luckily I regained my composure and was able to render assistance, but I had bouts of the giggles for the rest of the night.