Friends, Romans, Countrymen, and so forth, and so on...
We--yes, we chez SBFH--are (tadada) ...
done with diapers!
Done. Finis. Finito. Buh-bye, stinky-ass Pampers. Woot! Yee-haw!
In about 5 minutes I will sit down and cry a little tear that my days of following around those little fat diaper bottoms are now past, but for now, I will revel in the Happy Dance of the Potty Trained Children.