Sitting in the high chair, James could feel his legs dangling even higher off the ground, aided by the extra boost of the thick Huggies and fabric of the dinosaur onesie. His mind fluttered back to the picture of the kid on the beach wearing the diaper, a huge smile across his face and being chased by a lady amidst laughter that may or may have not have been his mom. It struck a faint chord within his memory, walking next to my mom in the grocery store and seeing pictures on bags of diapers, of babies smiling with their mothers, happy in the background, looking down at their diapered troublemakers.