Blake has been able to get his diaper off for awhile. For the most part, I combat this problem by keeping pants on him. After two 90 degree days, I decided that letting him sleep in his diaper was only fair. But, because I’m so brilliant, I duct taped his diaper shut. Stu thought this was silly, but I don’t really feel like waiting until I find my baby finger painting with poo to take drastic measures.
So today, after I had wrapped a piece of duct tape all the way around his diaper, I go in his room to find him naked!
Me: “Blake! Where is your diaper?!”
Blake: (Looking around like he just realized it was lost) “Ohhhhh, noooo.”