Yeah, so sometimes I feel like I change way too many diapers before
noon. Starting this morning during what I would have assumed was a
dream were it not for the very real smell. More recently in the
day, Jireh decided to take off her own dirty diaper and Miriam
brought it down to me, followed by Jireh, who I then had to clean off
in the shower. I had Dave check for upstairs damage.
Doody calls. (Again.) Later y’all.