The Diaper Changing Warzone
That first poop-filled diaper. It’s a doozy. It’s like a poop mitzvah. It separates the pros from the amateurs. I remember mine well. I feel like an aid worker on the beaches of Florida after the BP oil spill if the oil had been shot out of a human butt cannon.
Those are magical times. We gag and heave, men and women, and it’s a learning curve that never quite makes its way to perfection. We could be Dexter-level clean, and still smell just a bit like human soft serve. Such is the life of a parent.
But those unaccustomed aren’t so ready.
Meet Chris, the brother of a parent who decided to take some time and shoot a round of golf. But what happens when “Barty” — as he’s referred to by his nephew — has to change a diaper? Well, he is not having any of it. That’s what.
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“Barty, what you doing?” “I’m just changing your nappy, mate.”
On a scale of 1 to BARTY, how did you react to changing diapers?
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Thongies Diaper Thongs
This one wouldn’t help Uncle Barty much.
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