Saturday Morning with the Adult Baby

When I was growing up cartoons were an excuse, really, for the parents to sleep in. The kids had a distraction, they could survive on cereal, and only once did I almost burn the house down when the toast got stuck in the toaster and I was too wrapped up in Mighty Mouse to notice.

But as an adult, I’m … Read the rest

Snow Time for the Adult Baby


Olympic fever. Snow in half the country. It’s time to start thinking about hitting the slopes with the adult baby.

Now, I love skiing. I always have. But I think a big part of the attraction of many winter sports is – well, no one can tell you have a diaper on underneath.… Read the rest

At the Lake in Diapers for the Adult Baby

It’s winter and I can’t help feeling like either heading somewhere warm and sitting by a pool with a good book or, at the very least, imagining the summer to come. This time of year leaves me feeling a little drab – nothing like slush and grey skies to make you feel like you’re slightly rumpled and salt stained.

But … Read the rest