Has anyone ever turned their back on their crawling baby for perhaps, a moment or two? And then discovered said crawling baby eating out of the garbage?
No? Just me. Good. Good to know.
On a totally unrelated topic, I have to share and document the best thing said to me today. Brennan and I were snuggled up on the couch. After hugging me for the millionth time, he smiled at me and said, "Momma, you make me happy."
It almost made me forget that an hour earlier, I had to put him in his room kicking and screaming and crying so loud I was convinced our neighbors would call the police.
I may let them eat garbage, but at least I make them happy. How's that for some maternal justification?
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