The year was 1988. I was a 2nd grader and my life was about to change forever. Ok, it's really not that dramatic but it is where it all began.
1988 was the year my sister was born. I was 3 1/2 at the time and I was very impressionable and very jealous. It's the typical story, my sister was getting all the attention and I was feeling left out. I actually have a picture of the moment I connected my jealousy of my sister with the fact that she was wearing diapers.
I remember that day very well. My family and I were vacationing in New Hampshire and we were hanging around the condo we had rented. My sister was getting a lot of attention and I was feeling left out. It was at that time my sister and I posed with my mother for a picture. In this picture my sister (less than 1 year old) and I (4 years old) were sitting on my mother's lap and I am clearly staring at my sister's diaper. My 4 year old brain figured that she was getting so much more attention because either she was smaller than me or she was wearing a diaper and of course I went with the diaper solution.
That was the moment I associated diapers with love and attention. That moment changed my life forever. Every time I go back to my parents house and I see that picture and feel lucky to actually have a picture of the moment that defined who I would be for the rest of my life.