“Freddo?” he asked still speaking in Italian.
I think I nodded that I was cold.
“You know something?” John said now in English and then continued, “I think this could have held quite a bit more.”
He slid his hand under the small of my back and lifted my bottom several inches so that he could pull the diaper out from under my, butt.
As though he was having a conversion with himself he continued to talk softly in English, “Maybe we should try these tonight too. It might keep the car from smelling like an outhouse.”
John rolled the diaper into a nice ball and used the tapes to hold it closed while saying, “You should put your pajama bottoms back on. Your mother is running a hot bath for you right now.”