It didn’t take long for me to get thrown spit up on once we had Caroline. And while I’m really careful to get a clean diaper underneath when we change it, I was changing her last month and she spit up a bit so I picked her up, cheeks in the wind, and subsequently got peed on.
And today, the next and final step in earning my ‘daddy stripes’ happened when I was holding Caroline and feeding her breakfast. But, as a new, proud dad who had just earned his final combat training, I quickly changed pants, started a load of laundry and only lost five minutes off the morning routine!
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