Archive for September, 2010

I can’t count the number of times I’ve thought about sitting down to write this post, only to be pulled away by one thing or another, usually the persistent call of diaper duty.

I’m not gonna lie, I had some major anxiety about the whole diaper thing, never having changed one, unless you count the ones we changed on that doll in Baby Basics class. It turns out changing a diaper on a baby doll is to changing a diaper on a real baby as putting into a cup on your living room carpet is to trying to make a hole-in-one on the most diabolical miniature golf hole imaginable. Think of the winning putt at the end of “Happy Gilmore,” only with a windmill, a fire-breathing dragon and the potential to be squirted with various bodily fluids constantly hovering in the back of your mind.


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