Do you see where this is going?!
I sat down to nurse Max (who now has teeth on the top and bottom). We were all set up with his boppy, situated in the rocking chair, and just about to begin, when the this harrowing chain of events unfolded:
- Max opened wide
- I looked away to talk to Matt
- Max SNEEZED and CLAMPED down!
" GOOD LORD AND BUTTER ! "
(We are working on the coarse language around our house)
It's trying times like these when one must remember to "count your blessing." For instance, I am grateful to be living in this age of modern prosthesis.