Been a minute since I practised my rope skills, but just like riding a bike (or bunny in this case).

Caretaker things.

The lesser discussed quintessential Daddy skill of having to switch teasing modes on a dime when prompted by the kid during playtime. From “I don’t wanna be in diapers” to “I -am- a diaper boy” to “Daddy’s a big scary wolf. 👉👈” to regular armpit worship. Exhausting. 😅

The kid has weird priorities when it comes to being shy. He’ll happily poop his diapers right in front of me and couldn’t care less about being changed. But I learned pretty quickly it’s better to pretend I don’t notice when he’s trying to take selfies of his loaded seat.

🤌

New fear unlocked: applying a phone screen protector in the same room I change the kid in.

Store only had chunky bolognese sauce so I picked it up hoping the kid might not notice. Just spent 50 minutes in bemused silence watching him slowly pick out every piece of tomato/onion chunk Now he’s eating cold spaghetti with a mild look of disgust Unsure what emotion I’m feeling right now

The ‘I demand a change before bedtime Daddy’ dance.

“Welcome to Forgotten Island!! We don’t have toilets here, sooo….”

Leave out a bowl of ice water for your local diaperboy/girl.

The calm before… 😬

The kid is fond of my armpits, I got that certifiable Daddy Musk™. Also being bounced on my lap, dummy in, Mr. Buzzy going while he babbles about how much he loves his diapers is also a classic.

The kid’s at daycare. I’m at home staring at an empty changing table, twiddling my thumbs till he gets back. Q&A time? ngl.link/daddywolf02

Where would be the best place to purchase a pair of locking rubber pants? For delivery to UK.

Kid’s pants stayed on this time. Not dealing with a grumpy sand bottom.

Catching up on some questions I didn’t get to! ngl.link/daddywolf02 Diapers* (*on my face, preferably full) followed by mummification.

All the animals have gathered to watch your diaper change, kiddo. :)

In for an all nighter at work. 💤🫩 Opening the floor to questions to help keep me lucid. :) ngl.link/daddywolf02

All the animals have gathered to watch your diaper change, kiddo. :)

Funnily enough the reason we were at IKE@ was to get the kid a pseudo changing table. Trip wasn’t wasted! but it would have come in handy if they had one pre-built so we could uh, test it out.

Turns out, IKE@ is possibly the absolute worst place to have to handle a diaper blowout. Long walk (waddle) of shame. Caregivers: carry a cheap pair of sweatpants in your kid’s diaper bag. Trust me!! 😱

The catch and release.

TIL 3AM is not the ideal time to deal with a full diaper that split along the ass crack. Thank goodness the kid was wearing a onesie, it caught most of the mess. 😮‍💨

When the diaper pail is due to be emptied. 😩

Had an apartment inspection today. My little guy was brave and didn’t hide his diapers. Proud of my lil stinker! (Did put away the sex toys however.)

Shame he doesn’t always smell as cute as he looks.

Pray for me.

The kid will twist himself into a pretzel in bed, so he can stay under the bedsheets and (try) avoid leaking, rather than just getting up for 5 minutes so I can change his bottom. 🙄

The only hole-in-one the kid got on our day out was in his pants. 🙄

Finally have a guest bed. 😉

I know Winter’s approaching when I come home to a half asleep fox.

My fiancé had a cock. Now my little trooper has a weewee.

As Daddy, I have to set an example and recognise when I’m at fault. I’ll admit I haven’t been as firm as I should be about the rule that someone always carries a cuddle buddy with them, no buts. Let’s be better. 👍

His peejay’s are straining.

Quickest way I’ve found to shut down an argument with @gosupermarcus.bsky.social and me is to just start repeating the things he says to me when he’s in horny mode. Works every time, he’s gone in seconds.

How we roll in this house. :)