King of Changing Diapers

My youngest brother, Tanner, is currently living with us. Yesterday I took advantage of this and asked him to watch Alexander while Isabella and I went to the store to get milk. Apparently while we were gone, Alexander pooped. Well.......Tanner has never changed a poopy diaper before, or any diaper for that matter. He called my mom (HAHAHA!!!!!) and asked her how to change a diaper. When we got back from the store I went upstairs to see how my little man was doing and Tanner said:
T: "By the way.....I hate you."
C (me): "Why? haha"
T: "I had to change your sons poopy diaper."
C: "HAHAHAHA!!!!!! Sorry Tanner. How'd you do?"
T: "I called mom and asked her."
C: "HAHAHAHA!!!! Are you serious?"
T: "YES!"
C: "Oh Tio, you didn't have to change him, you could've just waited. Do you think you did okay?"
T: "You'll find out when you change his diaper again."

Tanner actually also had to change his clothes because they were wet too. Good thing Alexander didn't have a blow-out. Then Tanner would've been a mess. Tanner did a very good job changing his diaper. Thanks, Tio. You'll be a great daddy someday.