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Wednesday, February 16, 2005
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Around 1 am this morning the following exchange occurred between my wife and I:
Baby: *scream* *yell* *wail*
Wife: "Jamie, wake up, Augustine's diaper is soaked completely through."
Baby: *scream* *yell* *wail*
Jamie: "It's okay, the Vice President is still coming. We don't need to worry about it."
*turns over and goes back to sleep*
Baby: *scream* *yell* *wail*
Wife: "Whatever."
I did, of course, end up changing the diaper. I have no idea what I meant by that, though.
# posted by Jamie : 11:59 AM
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