While at Arlington Cemetery I was trying to discretely change Henry's diaper while he was in his stroller. He'd had an almost blow-out, so Zach was pulling out wipes while I was frantically cleaning up. Just then a little boy (I'm guessing he was 3 or 4 years old) peeked his head into the stroller and said, "What are you doing to the baby?" As he was saying this, Henry decided to give us more stuff to clean up. The boy sat there and stared for awhile longer, then finally ran up to his oblivious dad yelling, "Dad! The baby had poop in his diaper!" So much for trying to be inconspicuous.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Diaper Woes
While at Arlington Cemetery I was trying to discretely change Henry's diaper while he was in his stroller. He'd had an almost blow-out, so Zach was pulling out wipes while I was frantically cleaning up. Just then a little boy (I'm guessing he was 3 or 4 years old) peeked his head into the stroller and said, "What are you doing to the baby?" As he was saying this, Henry decided to give us more stuff to clean up. The boy sat there and stared for awhile longer, then finally ran up to his oblivious dad yelling, "Dad! The baby had poop in his diaper!" So much for trying to be inconspicuous.
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