"Do I really have to wear this diaper today, Daddy? I thought we agreed that I only had to wear sissy stuff on your birthday. It's embarrassing enough being treated like a baby in front of your family, but I don't know if I can handle everyone seeing me in pink."
"Oh, settle down bunny-boy, it's got a blue front panel and your clothes will cover them up. Besides, you know that nobody but "Grandma" comes within 20 feet of your stinky butt when I'm on diaper-changing duty, so only the three of us will see them. Plus, she's the one who bought them for you, and I'm not about to show up to my mother's house without you in these diapers and one of the new outfits she paid for. After your last weekend visit, I don't need to remind you that she isn't to be trifled with. If she wasn't so desperate for a grand-baby to dote over, I don't think the rest of the family would be so relaxed about having to give up their Sunday to come watch a grown man waddle his way through her yard on an easter egg hunt. Besides, this shirt doesn't seem so bad, does it?"
"I guess not. There's two other outfits right?"
"Yup, I let Grandma know about our little talk and that I agreed to start giving my snuggle-bug some options when deciding what to wear outside the house. I think you'll like the one Daddy picked out as the first option, let's try it on!"
"Daddy please, no. I look silly."
"Aw, you look precious, lil' guy. But, if you don't like it, we can always try another..."
"No problem, sport, just remember the other part of our agreement. Once you say "no" to an option that Daddy offers, you can't go back to it. Okay, let's see what else we've got..."
"Daddy, this is even worse and you know it! You could have at least warned me that it was so pink!"
"Well, you've got one more outfit, if you want it, but remember that it's your last option and I am NOT breaking my rule by letting you backpedal on this."
"Hmm, okay, can you at least describe the last one?"
"Of course, Daddy is happy to answer any question his curious little crinkle-butt has."
"Is it pink? Is it another pair of shortalls? Does it have a bow tie? Is it something a toddler would wear?"
"No, it's not pink, it's not shortalls, there is no bow tie and I don't think it'd really be appropriate for a toddler."
"Thank goodness! Can I please wear that one? I promise I won't complain or try to change my mind."
"Alright, my lil' jellybean, I'll remember you said that!"
One hour later, at Grandma's