I swear I’ve got a screw loose. Yesterday morning after breakfast, I gave Sam her bath, rubbed her down with lotion, zipped her up in her snug-sack and nursed her for half an hour before putting her down for her morning nap. When I went to get her up at 10:30, I put her on the changing table, unzipped her snug sack, and said, “Uh, Sam? Where the hell is your diaper?”
Fortunately, she was only soaking wet.
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Woopsy! That's too funny!
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