No change
What goes around, comes around.
When I was much younger, I hated having my diaper changed. I’d cry like someone was skewering me with a red-hot poker! Then I chilled out for a few months and lay still while I got changed. Now that I am mobile, I dislike being on my back. I voice my displeasure and do crocodile death rolls in an effort to get away! Wo-wo-wo!
I’ve got a solution: Now that it’s warmer, why don’t my folks let me run around naked? I’m not ashamed of my body and at least one naked picture and video of me are already on the Internet. So what say you mama and papa?
Baby Isaac
