Friday, October 2, 2009
The Diaper Tax
The diaper tax is what I call it when I kiss baby Ry's cheeks after I change his diaper. He's usually a bit fussy from the procedure and I think his little cries of protest are irresistibly cute and I just have to kiss his cheeks. I think he knows his complaints aren't working when I do this and the angry little faces he makes are even cuter. I'm pretty sure he doesn't like facial hair either. :)
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Don't worry about his reactions to being tortured with love. My kids in adulthood are still tortured when I kiss them before their friends but I still do it. (I know they really like it but have to front). Good job Daddy on changing those diapers. Only 3 more years to go :-)
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