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AITAH for changing my nieces diaper and then saying I’d never watch her again?
The image does not depict the actual subjects of the story. Subjects are models.
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Civilization runs on small, unglamorous courtesies. Someone holds the elevator. Someone wipes applesauce from a face not their own. Someone changes a diaper so the living room does not become a biohazard site. These are the sandbags against chaos, the tiny treaties that keep family life from collapsing into a trench war of scented trash bags and moral panic. And still, modern kinship has developed a talent for turning ordinary caretaking into a referendum on character, as if compassion were a liability that needs a chaperone.
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The image does not depict the actual subjects of the story. Subjects are models.
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So the day ends with a baby clean, a walk taken, a movie half-watched, and a sister horrified by the most benign act performed. The emblematic image is not the diaper but the request to ask permission next time, as though a one-year-old’s digestive schedule will pause for committee approval. He withdrew his services, which is fair. If basic care must pass a purity test, the problem is not the caretaker, it is the script.