...shame on me. Fool me twice, shame on you - and I guess that means I'm stoopid.
Noah tends to get up in the middle of the night and makes his way to our bed to
feed nurse. I always wake up on the edge of the bed with his feet in my back, our bodies forming the letter 'H'. Yesterday, I wake up to find a nice, cold, wet spot in the center of the bed where his diaper overflowed. Too much H
2O the night before, I guess. OK. This morning I wake up to find another wet spot in between us; this time with lumpy white particles on the sheet and pillow. Let's just say that I think Noah OD'd on milk and poppy seed rolls last night. I think it's time he learns to sleep in his own bed.
Oh yeah - FYI: Young kids and venetian blinds don't mix.
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Wha...eh, can't wait to have kids.
Please tell me the lumpy stuff came out of his mouth.
You let your kids eat the blinds?!?
Let me clarify:
1) Yes, the lumpy stuff came from his mouth.
2) No, they don't eat the blinds; they just break them.
It's going to be interesting to see what tomorrow morning brings!
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