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Savannah had been baking cupcakes nonstop since morning with Lizzie, filling the entire house with the warm, sweet scent of vanilla and chocolate. Miles had decided that was the perfect time to ruin his diaper in spectacular fashion. Being the helpful, goody-two-shoes uncle that I apparently was, I’d volunteered to handle bath time and a fresh diaper change. Big mistake. Changing a squirming, happy, extremely energetic baby turned out to be significantly harder than defusing a bomb. At least bombs didn’t kick their legs like they were trying to win an Olympic gold medal in freestyle. “It’s going to rip, Sav,” I grumbled, staring at the stubborn adhesive flaps on the diaper. “Look at these th

"I calculated. Ten diapers a day per kid. 200 packs isn't much. Marion's the real nut, buying these skirts, Barbies, and the like. And he got 600 packs of diapers, emptying the store." Debra side-eyed Marion. "Why did you buy all these?" "It'll come in handy," he replied. "That will be in nine months," she said. "What's the point now?"

I said to her as i walked into Mama's room and i met the boys playing with each other right in her room. "That's a good decision actually, and you thought well already, that's actually really wise of you. It's good to teach them these things at a young age, i already told the maid handling their care that they will only wear diapers when they are going to sleep at night or they are going out, other than that they should use the potty."

Her opinion of Asher isn’t a glowing one, after all. Sitting downstairs in a patch of sun on the long green couch by the massive windows, I scroll through my phone idly. There are all kinds of messages on the forum. People post about how far along they are—they love comparing their babies to the size of vegetables and fruit—and talk about if they’re having a boy or a girl; they even complain about their in-laws. That’s a very popular topic to vent about.

I sit on my own desk and she gives me the pencils and a white paper. "Great job El , never be frustrated with your little , a good daddy or mommy need to always stay calm. If you need to work fine something for your little to do. Now today's topic is diaper and pull ups. Do all little needs them ...." sir says and i stop paying attention to him too busy drawing.

"You're wearing diapers. Just poop in the pampers." "Daddy, that's disgusting. Mommy says I have to start learning to poop in the bathroom." Harriet can already pee in the bathroom, but not for poop. Pooping on the toilet seat is still hard for her so she still has to learn. And tonight she suddenly wanted to do it again. Now Harriet got out of bed, and she grabbed Sean's hand. "Come on, quickly! I can not stand." Sean rubbed his heavy eyes, then couldn't help but get up from his lying position. "Why do you have to learn to poop in the toilet now? Why not tomorrow?"

Susan said, rolling her eyes as she added the onesie to their shopping cart. As they moved through the store, Leo began to loosen up, though his approach remained practical. “Okay, what’s next on the list?” Susan pulled out her phone. “Let’s see. Diapers, a crib, a stroller, bottles… oh, and pacifiers.” They made their way to the diaper aisle, where Leo stared at the options with an almost comical look of confusion. “Do we really need all these sizes? What’s the difference between ‘newborn’ and ‘size one’?”

“I usually keep an emergency outfit in here, but I used it yesterday when she fell into a puddle at the park. I forgot to put in another one.” “I can send Dan to your house to get more clothes. Or he can go shopping. Come to think of it, it’s probably best just to shop. Dan being at your house would create a new set of problems and speculation that we are not ready to answer. I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go out, though. I wish I had something lying around here.” “That’s fine. She can run around in her diaper for a while. Dan can pick up anything at the store. She wears a size eighteen months.”

I replied smiling. "If wearing a diaper would make you call me your baby again, then I am in," he said chuckling. I rolled my eyes at his effort in making me laugh. "Did you tell the kids I used to wipe your butt whenever you need a diaper change?" I asked, smirking triumphantly. "Daddy! A lady wiped your butt?" The dark one shouted. "Eeew! That is gross dad, you pooed in your diaper." The fair one added. "Gosh! Guys, we also used to poo in our diapers and mum wiped our butt. And of course mum is a lady too." the third one clarified

Before I knew it, the timer had gone off, and Aunt Carla was demanding that everyone put their pens down. My dad and Uncle Avan were tied with twenty-three items. How they even thought of so many to begin with was beyond me. Aunt Carla made them read them aloud to make sure that each item was indeed for babies. My dad went first, and then Uncle Avan. When he got to the suppository, Dad told him that they weren’t used for just babies. Therefore, he’d lost. Uncle Avan argued that if that was the case, then diapers weren’t used for just babies either. I think he realized too late that he’d stuck his foot in his mouth because he ended up losing anyway. Aunt Carla made them both take diapers off