You can imagine what I thought when Max excitedly greeted me at the door without his diaper. I found it near the entrance, barely wet, which meant it had been off all night. But to my surprise, there was hardly any mess! If there were a couple of very small accidents I certainly wouldn’t tattle on my friend. We ate breakfast together. He likes it when I sit with him, and I decided to help him out, because that’s what friends do. Then we goofed around the yard, after which we cleaned up. There was nothing left but goodbyes. Goodbye Max. Goodbye spoon. I’ll see you next time.
