Write two haiku about: diapers.
Hey, I'm not going through this alone.
Though I suspect most of you have had to deal with these things at some point or another. Which means there should be more than enough inspiration to go around, right?
And the gradual conversion from writing blog to baby blog continues apace...
Happy when they're full,
concerned when empty too long.
What's happened to me?
* * *
Who designed these things?
I suspect the answer is
a child-hating crone.