You might think that baby butts are cute and cuddly(when not covered in poop, that is). I'm here to tell you that when they're rammed up against your rib cage for 16 hours straight, they are actually wicked instruments of torture.
Trust me.
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When somebody says I'm rockin' too hard, I'm like, "You're flippin' RIGHT I'm flippin' rockin' too hard!!"
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Oh, ow - my sympathies for the internal damage. My wife stopped trying to reason with In-utero-Josie at about 8 1/2 months and just resorted to shoving.
Seriously? You can shove babies when they are still cookin'? That's kinda cool! Can you jump up and down or hula-hoop to rearrange them too?
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