My dad does not do diapers, no matter the contents. He happened to be visiting for the weekend and was leaving for home on Monday. I needed to run a couple of errands, so I asked my dad if he would be willing to watch D for about 1 1/2 hours. No problem. As I’m leaving the grocery store, I check my phone and see a missed call. Uh oh. I return the call and hear a flustered grandpa on the other end: “Declan pooped.” Double uh oh.
“I didn’t know your setup, but I patched him up until you get home.”
The entire drive home, I wonder what D’s diapering situation is going to look like. This is what I found when I got home:
While I had a good laugh, I was actually impressed. Not bad for a grandpa that doesn’t do diapers, disposable or cloth. Bonus points for even attempting the Snappi. Now that he’s overcome the hurdle, maybe it’s time to show Pop-pop how cloth diapering is really done…