Well, anyone who knows Aaron or I know that we tend to do things rather—er—unconventionally. Hence the reason we just showed up at work one day engaged; and the reason we moved to Fargo, North Dakota without ever having seen the place; and the reason we do lots of other things that leave people scratching their heads and looking feverishly for the number of the local loony farm.

Our latest adventure in unconventionality has to do with the baby. You see, since I’ve never been a mom before, I’ve been doing a lot of research about stuff—like what brands of car seats are better, and how soon to start feeding baby solid foods, and stuff like that. In my research, I ran across an article that told me how much I was going to spend on diapers during the life of my un-potty-trained child. I gasped in horror. So I started researching diapers. You know what I discovered? I discovered this thing called “cloth diapers." Yeah, you see, they’re made of fabric, so instead of throwing them away, you wash them and put them back on baby. It’s cheaper that way.

And you can just keep all your snide little comments about how icky cloth diapers are all to yourself because I haven’t yet had to kneel in front of a toilet and dunk a dozen dirty diapers (that sounds like a movie title, doesn’t it?), so I’m still excited about them. Besides that, my mom has graciously volunteered to do slave labor for me and actually hand make baby’s diapers for me. She sent me the pilot series last week, and they turned out so cute, that I thought I’d share a picture with you. Of course, they’ve got some tweaking yet as far as sizing goes, and I didn’t have a baby, so my childhood teddy bear has volunteered to model the diaper for your viewing pleasure, but all in all, I’m looking forward to cloth diapering. At least until I have to dunk for the first time.