My happy little drooler; bubbles and bubbles of spit just roll out of his mouth, but he couldn't be happier. Daily I am covered with drool or puke, and on those really great days.. a bit of poop... did you ever have one of those days where you can smell poop a
nd you don't know where it is coming from... I washed my hands 6 times the other day.. and still couldn't figure out where it was... The joy of motherhood... it all doesn't matter when you look at that little face...
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