Brought to you in part by: Odessa! The five month old pooper! (You see where this is going.)
Her moment: After fussing through her dinner (we've just started solids), I pick her up and put her on my hip, outward facing. I walk around for a few minutes, then look down and see brown stuff down my shirt. At first, I thought she had spit up some of her dinner. But then I realize she has the same brown stuff on her back. Then it hits me. Oh poop!!!! Yup it was all over. All over her, and all over me! EWWWWWWWW!!
Love and Me - Just came back from a super awesome trip to Nashville. I have not felt this happy in ages. I could cry about and I want to keep the momentum going. I met ...
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