Mariann thinks that 'cause her parents gave their twenty children T-bones to gnaw on, biscuit should have a cracker. Well, he wore most of it after he softened it up with copious amounts of drool and then he unceremoniously threw the eff up.
We didn't really get the chance to make many of the everyday decisions or plans before the baby was born 'cause we obviously ran quite out of time. So finally, for Earth Day, we're giving him a greener tush. Check out g diapers. It's been a pretty easy transition and a good compromise for a pair of hippie-poopophobes.
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