Anyway, his diapie was like a balloon this morning but he was just as sweet and smiley as can be.
Awww, to be a pooklet free to pee, to soil with reckless abandon, with nary a care in the world.
I see a new poem in the works!

On a drier note, we belatedly put the baby bjorn to use yesterday. We somehow thought pooklet wasn't qualified to ride in it yet, so we've wasted precious front-mount bonding time and back muscle development. We're going to Chicago on Wednesday for a wedding and returning a week later, and I'm currently trying to figure out when to employ The Bjorn.
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