Took my first real spill on Saturday - used my quickness and flexibility to fling myself off my changing table. Everyone was a little traumatized. I can happily confirm that I’m ok, my tear ducts work and that I can cry loudly when necessary.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Bath joke
Daddy gave me a bath last night and while he was drying me, I couldn't resist playing a little joke. I looked him right in the eye and smiled knowing it would evoke a hug. While he was hugging me, I let loose w/ a long, warm, whizz all over hit shirt. By the time he realized what had happened, it was too late - his shirt was soaked. :}
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