Friday, May 28, 2010

Short Stories

Chapter one

Spitting-up I think they should call it throwing-up because that is what it is. Our sweet little girl can make quite a mess. I see why they put all of those bibs with the outfits now. We even layer with a burp cloth so that way her bib doesn't need to be changes every hour. I would also like someone to make a bib for moms so they don't have to change there clothes every time they hold their baby. I am getting used to walking around with throw-up all over me now. The grossest thing about the vomiting is when it gets under one of those cute little rolls on her neck and you go to kiss her and this smell of sour milk wisps by you nose. You've got to love it.

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