I pulled back the covers on the bed and left the pjs folded up on it for a little later. I went back into the bathroom and asked, “All done?”

“Yep.” Kevin replied.

“Let’s get you ready then,” I said. “I think this diaper has had it, so we’ll give you a fresh one.” I took the old diaper and tossed it in the trash. It was basically clean, but a bit sweaty and I had torn part of the velcro when I took it off him before.

I opened up a fresh diaper and slipped under Kevin’s bottom and then I took some of the baby powder that I had brought up from the “supplies” in the kitchen and sprinkled it on him.

“What’s that?” he asked.

“Baby powder,” I responded, “What’s the matter? Don’t you like it?”

“No, it’s not that…I just never use it is all…It smells kind of nice.”