Stories to Tell Simon's Prom Date Volume I

Actual text message the husband sent yesterday while I was at work.

I go in to check on a napping Simon, and see this:  The neck of his shirt pulled down to his waist.  His pants pulled down to his knees.  His diaper removed and on the floor.  His sheets soaking wet.  Simon soaking wet.  And fast asleep.

That boy loves nothing more than to take off his diaper while he's "napping".