At least he was partying it up when I figured out there was a situation...
Teething = loose bowels. I knew this, but I wanted to be lazy and just do a messy newspaper fold inside the cover. This is what happened next:
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| "Oh, hi. I stomp in things and continue to play my super cool piano." |
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| "Point of exit: leg holes. Yep." |
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| Half the wipe tub (I'm sure) and a brand new onesie... Hasta la vista, clothing! |
And that's why you always fold the cloth diaper and secure it with a Snappi.
Always.
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| "Just take me to the bathtub, Mom. No amount of wipes can save you!" |
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