Not a good sign when your shirt ends up soaking in the sink.
Picked Hailey up out of her highchair tonight, brought her into the bathroom to get her clothes off so she could take a bath. Noticed something on her shoulder, looked like mushed up puffcorn so I wiped it up with a Kleenex and continued to squeeze and hug her- while waiting for the bathtub to fill with water. Just then I looked down to see that the mushed up puffcorn from Hailey's shoulder was all over the front of my shirt! All over. I think by now I don't have to tell you that it wasn't really puffcorn. Nope. It wasn't.
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