Braver Soul than I....

Two nights ago, we went for our usual family walk to the three parks along the half-mile trail by our house.

Ryan pooped at park #2. He had no replacement diaper as we ALL walked. I took off the offensive diap and walked it to the garbage can. Ryan remained diaperless.

On the way home, he got very tired. Mark decided to carry him. Mark carried him on his shoulders, in typical Daddy and son bonding. Had I carried RyGuy, he'd have his back against my chest with mini-wiener pointed out and away from me.

I reminded Mark that the boy had no diap. Mark replied, "I trust my son."

And guess what RyGuy didn't pee on his Daddy's neck. Good boy...