March 15, 2012

My Dirty Diaper King!

One of my adult baby sitting jobs I have is for an adult baby that loved to make the messiest diapers. He is my Dirty Diaper King! He giggled and laughed every time he would fill his diapers for me. I am usually a disciplinarian, but I have to admit his laugh was contagious. He was just the cutest adult baby ever. Running and hiding from me once he filled his diaper, I would chase after him. He was not very good at hiding from me because he could not stop giggling. So I caught him every time! I think I changed more adult diapers then I ever had in any other ab sitting job. I had stacks and stacks of adult baby dirty diapers. One dirty diaper after another, the diaper genie was just as overloaded as the diapers themselves. Blow out after blow out OMG it was so crazy! I was exhausted. I teased him relentlessly calling him my diaper~over~load, saggy diapers, and my messy bottoms. I emailed his ABMommy to find out exactly what she has been feeding him, because I have never seen an adult baby dirty his diapers so many times in one night! It sure was the stinkiest night I have had in a long long time! Olivia 1_888_430_2010 Make your own badge click on the pic above! Thanks to BigHugeLabs!
January 29, 2011

Diaper Mask

I love seeing little ones with their bottoms all diapered cozy and snug, but what does mommy do to make you laugh? Does she make you wear the Diaper Mask? Hehe. The Diaper Mask, I made you do the Mask, the Diaper Mask, it was a Smash, a Messy Mask, you did the Mask, it was a Funny Task, you did the Mask, the Diaper Mask! Hehehehe! Sara 1 888 430 2010 Now if someone could please send in a picture to go along with my blog I would be mighty thankful 😉
June 19, 2010

Sore Hiney Blues

This is the official song of the slow pokes of the world. It’s called the Sore Hiney Blues: When the road is feeling rocky And you know you’ve paid your dues When your knees are feeling knocky You’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues The SAGS, they got pretzels And Watermelons too, But when my hineys hurting They say, WE CAN’T HELP YOU! The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues Last night at the hotel While Red Eye drank the booze Johnny grabbed the jelly He’s got the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues Each day that we’re peddling The ride is in the news Krystal she be writing Bout the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues John Frame’s got my suitcase Kathy’s got my dues Mike Quinn’s got my beer I got the Sore Hiney Blues! The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues Two hundred riders That ain’t just a few We’re standing all the way home With the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues My chain is slippin My tires are leaking air My hineys really hurtin Are we there? Are we there? The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues The ride is almost over Don’t need no stinking Cues But Tommy Imbrigotta’s Got the Sore Hiney Blues The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues 100 miles is easy 250 gets you sore 500 leaves you begging My poor hiney can’t take no more! I guess you can make up your own tune to it, since I didn’t see one with it. I think it’s about riding motorcycles, but I don’t know lol. One thing I do know, I can give you a sore hiney without making you ride a Harley for 1000 miles. Sue 1-888-430-2010 The Sore Hiney Blues Mamma, The Sore Hiney Blues Baby You know you’ve got the Sore Hiney Blues