"Connor, come here... Mummy wants to change your diaper."
"CONNOR. Come here. Diaper change time."
Still no response.
"CON-NOR. I am going to count to three. If you don't come here by then, you are going to be in BIG trouble. One..... two....."
Hurried pitter-patter of toddler feet.
Our little boy comes running up with a big smile plastered across his face as he shouts gleefully at me, "...THREE!!!!"
At least I know he can count. Up to three anyway.