Skiing with a packed, messy nappy is a new experience, but not a bad one. At least not because of the mess.
As you round the bend, mama is waiting. She looks worried and you try to smile apologetically as you pull up besides her, squirming mostly because of embarrassment and guilt.
“Are you okay?” mama asks concerned.
Your eyes are still slightly wet as you nod.
“Ah-huh,” you hum. “I just — um —” You look away, your face flushed.
Surprisingly, mama hugs you tightly.
“Oh — sweetie. Do you want to get changed then?”
You’ve gone this far…
You shake your head against her chest.
“I — I just want to ski some more.”