Place: My bedroom. Time: 4am.
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Dashiell: wah, wah, wah, I’m not hungry, I’m not cold or hot, I’m just wah, wah, wah, etc.
Neil: mumble, mumble, diaper?
Me: i didn’t hear what you said over the crying but if you just volunteered to change his diaper, go for it.
(baby and daddy disappear. three really short minutes later…)
Neil: look! i traded in that last baby for this new improved version. now with dry diaper! let’s see if this one works better.
Dashiell2: (looks at mommy) wah, wah, wah, etc.
Me: Must be a flaw at the factory.
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