“I should have made you change the poopy pants.” Carlo fastened a new diaper and pulled her romper back up. He put the soiled diaper and the wipes in a plastic bag and disposed of it in the trash as they left the ladies room.
Mark, who had zealously guarded the door pointed to the second room. “They’ve all gone in there for the cocktail hour. They’re setting up the ballroom for dinner and dancing. Do you need any help getting Bella’s stroller?”
“Yeah, Mark, that would be good. She shouldn’t stay in her baby seat for long periods of time. The carriage is collapsible and fits in the back of the Outback. If we put Bella in that, she can lie flat.” Jack headed out the door.
“I’ll help. What can I do?”