Here are some of the dumb things my husband says about diaper duty:
I couldn't find the diapers.
~ The location of the stored diapers has not changed since the birth of the baby six months ago.
I thought you already changed him.
~ I did. 5 hours ago.
I saved his diaper for you, so you could see it.
~ Yeah, like this one particular diaper is a real game changer.
I change at least one out of every ten diapers.
~ Just a ludicrous suggestion...
I wasn't sure what to do with his diaper, so I just left it on the stairs.
~ I just...no. Not acceptable.
I had to use a disposable because I didn't know stuff about the other kind.
~ You didn't know "stuff". Like, all of a sudden, cloth diapering is outside of your realm.
I didn't use the butt stick.
~ No shit. (Poor rashy baby.)
I forgot the cream.
~ No shit. (Poor rashy baby.)
I didn't need wipes. He only peed.
~ That's not a thing. You gotta wipe his butt, dude.
I did my best.
~ Oh my GOD. WHAT DID YOU DO?!?
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Oh! Poop!
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