{"id":102,"date":"2009-08-05T11:37:36","date_gmt":"2009-08-05T19:37:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/?p=102"},"modified":"2022-03-06T11:55:08","modified_gmt":"2022-03-06T17:55:08","slug":"diaper-affair","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/2009\/08\/05\/diaper-affair\/","title":{"rendered":"The Affair of the Diaper (A Mystery)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Griffin rarely cries during diaper changes\u2014he giggles and smiles and generally seems pleased-as-punch to get his fresh, dry diaper. It was, therefore, surprising that he started crying this morning right after I fastened on a new one. <!--more--> It was, after all, a beautiful day. And we were out in the garden at Sarah&#8217;s school having a great time. But Griffin was definitely crying. Since I was busy rolling up the old diaper (a delicate task) and because a quick glance didn&#8217;t reveal any problems, I said something silly and remained focused on not getting any pee on my fingers.<\/p>\n<p>But Griffin would have none of it\u2014he yelled. Loudly. Fearing that one of Sarah&#8217;s colleagues would come running out to rescue my baby from me, I tossed the diaper aside and pulled out the big guns: tickle time! Except it didn&#8217;t work. He kept on squirming and yelling and acting like I had poured Tabasco in his diaper. Accepting the fact that he was going to melt down here on the school lawn, I reached around him to pick him up. That&#8217;s when I was distracted by a sudden pinch on my hand. A small army of tiny ants were besieging my fingers. Huh. Where&#8217;d they come from? Oh. OH!<\/p>\n<p>Recommendation: Don&#8217;t put your changing pad down on an anthill.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Griffin rarely cries during diaper changes\u2014he giggles and smiles and generally seems pleased-as-punch to get his fresh, dry diaper. It was, therefore, surprising that he started crying this morning right after I fastened on a new one.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[25,79],"class_list":["post-102","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-griffin","tag-daddy-reflections","tag-griffin"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=102"}],"version-history":[{"count":11,"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7340,"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102\/revisions\/7340"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=102"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=102"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stoccoroy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=102"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}