Monday, December 8, 2008

How many shirts can I go through in one day?

So far...the record is 4. Between the spit up and the pee cannon, I find that I am frequently changing clothing. Yes, I have a spit rag. Doesn't matter. He finds his way around it. Shortly after, I feel the warm sensation of used breast milk soaking my back.

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