Bert waved his arm down the row of training pants. “Which one of these should I get for Ollie?”
I frowned. “Kid’s not even two. Isn’t he a little young for potty training?”
“Doesn’t mean I can’t stockpile for when he isn’t.”
“Why stockpile at all?”
Bert looked at me as if I’d grown a second head. “We’re not Amazons, Clark. We gotta be ready for our kids to grow up.”
Something clicked with me that I’d never considered before. Amazons can just go out and buy diapers for whatever Little they captured. Barring a serious weight loss or weight gain, they could keep their Little in the same size diapers their entire life and be set. Same thing for cribs, changing tables, bottles, toys, and baby clothes.
