that babies would eventually cry themselves to sleep never met The Little Dude.
Fed? Check.
Clean diaper? Check.
Burped? Mostly.
Spit the rest up? All over me. Check.
Laying with a blanket did the trick? Nope.
Walking the hood surely did, right? Hah! 2 miles. He can cry through that without even breaking a sweat!
He was winding down when the cable installer working next door rang the doorbell. Like I needed another reason to hate the cable Co! Now I have him sitting up,in his baby carrier, watching a ceiling fan.
It isn't working.
But it is something, right? Yep.
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I say burp 'em till the cows come home.
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