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Not really.
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How about this one?
Last Tuesday the Tater woke up screaming and crying at about midnight. She would scream for an hour and then, completely exhausted, sleep for an hour. Then more screaming. This went on for many, many hours. It was easily the worst night she's had. We didn't know why she was so unhappy. She finished her antibiotic on Tuesday, and we thought that maybe she still had some sickness. Anyway, we decided we couldn't send her to day care in this condition so I stayed home for the morning shift. At about 9:30 am, during another fit of screaming and crying, she filled her diaper. Absolutely filled it. The screaming stopped immediately. It was the carrots! We gave her carrots for the first time the night before and apparently she couldn't process them. Maybe the antibiotic killed the bacteria in her tummy that might normally help with the digestion. So after a bath (there was no cleaning that mess with wet wipes):
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and another full diaper (sigh):
and a nap:
she was back to her normal happy self:
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What a relief! Mom and Dad are just now catching up on their sleep.
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Famous and Tate bundle up for the walk to Kelley's:
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Well, there's nothing quite like it.
Hey good lookin'!
Dad is taking up gun sports and the martial arts in preparation for the gentlemen suitors that will surely come calling soon. Our old friend Tim stopped by for a visit today and the Tater couldn't keep her eyes off him. I had to remind her that when she is 30, Tim will be 60.
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Mama keeps me well fed!
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Tate prepares to either pick Mom's nose or poke her eye out:
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Chubby cheeks in profile:
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To see my kid get this excited over seeing me walk into the room:
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Kids are cool,
Sweet Potato and family
Until next time,