What a fun day. Didn't leave the house but we had a fun time trying to figure out my bowels. I decided to hold it in for about a day for no apparent reason. Maybe just because I could. Mom called the doctor but by the afternoon I decided to let it loose. 24 hours of pent up BM is more than this guy's diaper, onesie, blanket, and Dad's lap could contain. Maybe I won't try that again.
Thanks to Grandma Connie for taking care of the house and the family this weekend!
Sometimes, I get tired and yawn
but I won't go to sleep. So Dad packs me up in the Bjorn, like this:
Nice look, Dad.
And the end result is generally this:
Everyone loves Sleeping Jack.
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