After a seven year gap of no tiny grandbabies to care for I now find myself immersed in the bliss of a new grandson.  He is sturdy.  He is happy.  He is delightful.  He is a breeze to care for on the one day a week that I watch him while mommy works.

But he is a bit of a human fountain and I have an age induced tendency to forget that fact while changing his diaper.  His mom even provides “pee pee teepees” for such tasks.  And of course, I think of using them too late.