I miss having the little munchkins throwing up on my shoulder.
When my son was about a month old, my wife had to go back to the hospital for a week. I got to do the get up, get him fed, bathed and dressed and off to the baby sitter routine. How women do that for years is beyond me. They deserve a medal and more.
My favorite was when you put the dry diaper under his butt, he'd try to hit the ceiling with a power pee, then he'd laugh his ass off.
Congratulations Liz and Mr Liz.
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