For a change of pace, change baby’s diapers in the fresh air. I don’t know if it’s the different light or different smells of being outside, but it usually transfixes my baby.
Find a shady, breezy, beautiful spot and ruin it for everyone else by exposing them to your child’s bum and dirty diaper.
Yesterday, I skipped the gorgeous trail diaper change and did a trunk-of-the-car change in picturesque Montclair. Holden loved it.
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