How come when The Boy out-pees his diapers more ends up on his shirt than his pants? He woke up with the base of his shirt soaked today; his pants were bone dry.
It's not like the diaper literally fills up and overflows from the top.
Showing posts with label diapers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label diapers. Show all posts
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Blueberries
Just smell awful in a diaper. Awful. You break open the tabs and right as you see the dark blue mess a wave of acidity hits you in the depths of your nose.
Just foul.
Just foul.
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blueberries,
diapers,
poop
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