I never imagined that one day there would come a time when I would be holding my baby on my shoulder, thinking how cute he was, and suddenly feel something warm trickling down into my bra, causing me to lift him up and note his milk-smeared face, and see this look on his face that very plainly said: "Now Mommy, I may have just spit up all over you, but I want you to know that in just a minute Daddy is going to congratulate me for doing so; so when you consider who to be mad at, remember that he has the capacity to reason, and I am adorable."
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