Yesterday, one of my nieces was tugging at her diaper.
She had just been changed, so she wasn't dirty or wet. I had no idea what was wrong with her, but I figured I'd take one for the team and investigate.
Upon inspection, I found the problem.
She had a wedgie.
I was happy to help her solve her little problem so she could be on her toddler way.
Like I told my mom: If you had a giant wad of diaper in your crack, you wouldn't be happy either!
A message to my nieces: I will gladly help you with your problems in life. I'm happy to serve and protect.
I'm also going to add "wedgie picker" to my resume.
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