Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!
*he sees something in the corner of his eye as he turns, but it vanishes*
*Carlos blinks and looks around, wondering if there was a deer or something that he’d seen*
A: How are you gonna get him a diaper, Papa? We’re not at the store yet.
C: Oh! Well, I’m going to do a makeshift one with some paper towels and one of these garbage bags. Ooh, get me my packet of tissues too, will you? I don’t want the towels to cause a rash. I just need something to hold until we get to the store and into the bathroom so he can wear a real diaper.
*Max begins giggling and clapping again, kicking his little legs before trying to roll over to crawl off somewhere*
C: Hey! Where you going, you stinker? You’re not done! *grabs the kid’s foot and pulls him back before tickling it to keep him happy.* Just hang on for a second, buddy – you’re almost clean! *he takes a bottle of water and wets one of the paper towels to finish off with. The water’s cold*
*he laughs loudly when Carlos starts to tickle him, but decides he does not like the cold water and starts getting fussy again, angrily kicking his tiny legs*
Oh! Oh, hey! Hey, hey, it’s okay Max! It’s okay, I’m just making sure you’re clean! You’re almost done, buddy – I promise!
*he continues fussing and kicking*
Max hold on just a second! *tries to wipe whenever he gets the chance* There! Done! *throws the towel in the open trash bag and starts to pat the baby’s belly – trying to distract him*
*he calms down abit, but looks upset, he.. tiny baby burp, okay, now he looks relaxed…*
*sighs and smiles at the baby* There you go… all done! Now let’s get something put together until we get to the store, okay? *he takes a fresh trash bag and starts to fashion it into some makeshift knickers. He then takes paper towels and starts to fold them up into pads to line the knickers with.* Angie? Gimme the tissues.
A: Here, daddy! *gives him his packet of tissues*
*Carlos takes them and covers the paper towels with them.* Okay, Max! Time to put this on!
*he giggles, reaching up at Carlos before rolling over and crawling away again*
A: *giggles* There he goes, Papa!
C: Ack! Max, c’mon! Gimme a break! *he leans forward and grabs the boy around his middle, picking him up and pulling him back within reach.* Almost done, I promise! *he starts to put the MacGyver-style diaper on as quickly as he can* Angie! Clips!
A: Here, Papa! *she starts handing them to him one by one as he clips the diaper so it doesn’t just fall away
*he laughs, grabbing Carlos’ hands when in reach and playing with the clips when their not* :D!
C: Hold on, Max, almost done. *thank goodness Max didn’t have the hand-strength to open the clips up himself* And there – done!
A: Yay!
*he coos softly, playing with one of the clips*
C: Okay, Angie, come back here and get in your seat so you can hold him. I’ll clean up and wipe my hands off and we can get underway.
A: Okay! *she crawls back to the back seat and buckles in. She then holds her arms out to Max.* C’mere, Maxy! Come get a hug!
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