My mum was working yesterday, so my Dad looked after Natalie while I went to the physio. I wasn't thinking and forgot to leave out a pocket for him to change her into, and I was gone a lot longer than I'd expected. Of course, she had a pooey nappy which he generously looked after for me - washed out the liner, mopped up the nappy (what a guy!). When I arrived home, she was asleep in his arms, her shorts we saturated and his t-shirt was too. He said, 'I got one of those purple liners and put it inside one of those nappies from the pile in her cupboard...' I replied, 'Great, Dad. Thanks so much. Sorry you have wee all over you...' and I tried not to laugh as I looked up her shorts and saw he'd only put a fleece cover on her and no nappy (but he remembered to put a liner in!). Bless him. He gave it a go