The Seijezzali team began to taste sweet victory. Z was knocked out cold on the bed, the lights were dimming in the arena and all seemed wonderful. Then, Dad heard a sound he knew all too well. The sound of a diaper getting the short end of the stick. In this case, it was the wet end of a Z blast. Now came the dilemma. Should the Seijezzali team risk a rematch and change the diaper? Or should they let sleeping dogs lie and savor their hard fought victory?
Well, I couldn't leave her in those wet diapers so I changed them and we just put her to bed after another bout of screams that lasted thirty minutes or so. Veteran parents, I ask you what would you have done?
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