Tonight as Brian headed out with the older two kids to help a friend move a couch (the curse or blessing afforded every individual that purchases a truck) he handed me Jacob. He told me he was hungry but needed a diaper change first. I shrugged. Seems like I just changed him, so I fed him first. Now I sit nursing with very soggy pants (mine and his). Should have listened to Brian. He was right.
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