Dressing up

Four days into this whole all-day-with-L thing, I have identified the most challenging part of the experience.
It’s not diaper-duty, keeping the baby occupied or even the whole bathing/cleaning thing. It’s also not the whole changing thing—after some initial debacles, I’ve pretty much mastered the process of administering onesies.
No, the toughest part of my time with [...]

Damage control

As soon as I heard the explosion, I knew what had happened in shaded recesses of the stroller: little L had produced what one reader has likened a “massive blowout,” the class of poopage that has this uncanny knack for bursting through a diaper and soiling an entire onesie.
The problem, of course, was that she [...]

I hate onesies

Parenting books like this one and this one are relatively comprehensive about informing expectant parents what they can expect from the first few weeks of being a Mom or Dad. One subject that none of them touch: the onesie.
Yes, you know the onesie—one part t-shirt, one part undies. These little numbers fit the little torso [...]