Then it happened.
Bathed the baby and lo and behold, not a single diaper anywhere. Not stuffed in the couch by Brandon, not fastened to one of Savannah's dolls, nothing. So I do what any mother does in this situation---she becomes creative. I found an old pair of his bloomie shorts and stuck a pantyline in the crouch for a little added protection. If he went number two, I was screwed.
That got me to the store but unfortunately, he went and it got all over the place. So just a world of caution people, feminine products do not work on a child. So now I know. <
Signed,
The Wimpy Mom
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