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On Saturday I leave for an hour to school tsumboy (fitness). This for an hour with our dad is the task: to feed lunch and Sasha put to sleep on the balcony. Always give clear instructions on how to feed and what to wear to bed. I come today after tsumby, Sasha sniffs nice on the balcony, my father engaged their own affairs. Reel for another hour in the store. Back. Sasha was already awake, father of his disguises and swears that the diapers leak. It turns out that Sasha actually leaked: bodykit, pants, sweater, jacket, fleece, and so still in a wheelchair! Although squeeze. Nifiga myself, I think. During the year the use of diapers, we do not elapsed, and then just flood of some kind. Something is clearly wrong. Of course! Of all the diapers of different manufacturers and models that have been in the closet, our dad managed choose a panty-melting pool! They turned out to be totally absorb moisture (and do not delay). That's a lesson for the future: in the most simple matters lies the greatest danger. Pope should be in the drawings to explain everything!
Well, with the choice of clothing is our dad is not very friendly. On the balcony of 10 (we have spring:)), and most poor Sasha ears covered with fleece. Thank God that the jacket he wore (as I instructed), but it would still Sasha and winter kombeza steamed himself.
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