We took Benjamin caving over Labor Day weekend up in Idaho. He was a trooper and did really well in the baby backpack and the dark, damp cave. Just as we neared the end of the cave and were about to turn back, I could feel that his underside was fairly wet. I figured that the ceiling had dripped on him and soaked through the blanket wrapped around him. Back at the car, we took him out of the backpack and realized instead that it was his diaper that had leaked. Dangling in the baby backpack for a couple of hours, his weight had caused his diaper to effectively be wrung out like a washcloth all over himself, the blanket, and my shirt. Lovely. Oh the joys of parenthood!
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