Anyone who knows me knows that I am all about the cloth. The adorable little fluffy cloth bum that A sports around in appealing colors with cute names.... Awww. That is, cute until you have to wash those bitches. Actually no, I'm a liar. When he was little I didn't mind washing them at all. You could just throw the shit in the toilet thanks to the handy liners and call it a day. I can still do that but now he has "real" shit. I'm talking shit shit. The shut that makes you eyes burn and your stomach curl. I dread using them lately because I somehow can't figure out the sizing and he has been leaking all over. Uggghhhh. I need to start potty training ASAP! But first I need to move him to a big boy bed. Great.
Enough ranting and raving I just wanted to give a shout out to Adrian's cloth diapers and let them know that I f-ing hate them right now. :)
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