Got an old t-shirt? Then you have a diaper!

I've been using cloth diapers on my son since he was born. It was an easy decision for me - I have substantially younger brother for whom I changed many, many diapers, and my mother mostly used cloth. Cloth diapers have come a long way in the decade and a half since my brother was born.  There are countless types, some extremely easy for the novice user, and some more complicated; some plain white (or undyed) and some with the cutest prints you can imagine. I could go on for ages.

Today, while hanging out in my newest forum addiction, Diaperswappers, I stumbled upon a link to an awesome tutorial for turning a t-shirt into a diaper - without sewing a stitch. This is extremely intriguing to me, because I don't have a sewing machine right now but am interested in having my own stash. I've been using a diaper service mostly (apartment laundry rooms are no fun), but the allure of the cute diaper is always there. Check out the tutorial for yourself. I will probably try this out with one of the legion of t-shirts left over from 16 years of school and swim teams. I'll let you know how it goes!

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