Friday, February 15, 2008

The First Sentence Spoken In Our House This Morning Was:

"My jammies are wet, Mama! My hair, too!" And it was true. Max had peed beyond his diaper's ability to protect and serve, and he had the sweatiest, fuzziest, most outrageously stand-upiest case of bedhead in the history of hair. Luckily, Max followed this up with, "I love you, Mama! I love you so so much! It's a big day today!" How can you resent a wet bed change after that? Even if it takes place way too early in the morning?

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