Each of my son’s diapers have a Sesame Street character on the front, though my boy is partial to “Cookie Monster” – so much so that we often use up all the Cookie Monster diapers in the pack, I must go through the laborious process of persuading him to accept another character, like Elmo, or Big Bird.
“Big Bird is cool,” I’ll tell him.
“Cookie Monster,” my son will say.
“How about Ern—“
The other day, I took a shortcut. I grabbed a diaper with Grover on the front, making the assumption that he wouldn’t look anyway, and even if he did, he wouldn’t be able to see the character past his bulbous little belly.
“Cookie Monster it is,” I said, and fastened the diaper shut.
He immediately looked down and said sternly, “Name?”
“Um, Cookie Monster?” I said.
“All right. All right. It’s Grover,” I said.
“Off! Off!” he said.
And with that went all the trust.