One from the Daddy-man:
Our little boy is changing every day. Once upon a time (actually, just a matter of days ago), you pretty much knew what to expect in the diaper-changing department. What came out would stick to the inside of the diaper. Every time.
But his diet has changed. And that's changed changing time. You've got to be on your toes now, ready to play defense.
Yesterday morning, for the first change of the day, I opened the diaper and my old baseball instincts took over. Turns out, I'm still a solid fielder. I cleanly caught a slow roller before it got past me. Hang a star on that bare-handed play.
1 comment:
holy cow, i don't have any idea what this means, and i'm incredibly glad! god bless, dude!
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