The other day I went to wake up Ben and get him ready for breakfast but stopped short, "Whoa, what's this? . . . Is that puke?"
After further inspection, I discovered it was not puke, just a bad diaper gone wrong. . . all over the crib! Whew!
So before breakfast, there was a scrub-down in the tub and then plenty of attention paid to the sheets and sides of the crib.
Of course, if it had been puke, this would've been titled "Why I might've fallen off the grid for three weeks."
So this is much better.
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