Gone are the days of a quick nappy change.
In the middle of every change, Elijah ends up on his belly, commando crawling towars the opposite end of the change table. And not only does he get distracted by his nappy/cover/emergency wee cloth on the change table and decide he wants it and will get it, no matter what twisting and contorting it takes, he has also mastered the art of the aerial twist. I'll pick him up off his belly and flip him back onto his back, yet before he's touched the change table, he's back on his belly again with his cute naked bum up in the air. I don't know how he does it: it's almost cat-like.