On Saturday, I threw away the tall white plastic container that sat in the basement next to our clothes dryer. Forty-five years ago it was a shiny new diaper pail. But because plastic never dies, it has stayed with us. Once we stopped using it for its original purpose, it became the default receptacle for dryer lint, fabric softener paper and other basement-generated garbage.
Because we upgraded our bedroom wicker laundry basket on Saturday, we replaced the diaper pail with our old one. Between our two boys, that pail probably held around 50,000 dirty diapers, give or take a few thousand.
When I dropped it into our recycling bin, I didn’t think about those dirty diapers.
I wondered how two baby boys became grown ups so fast.