Don’t get me wrong, I love you. I love you very much. Like every mommy, I want you to stay a little peanut for as long as possible. That said, I’m fine with you growing a bit…maybe to a walnut. IF and ONLY IF it means we get out of this spit up phase. I changed your clothes 5 times yesterday! Poor Brownie’s picking up the pounds from licking up your spew. Yes, the reaction after reading that is “eww” but keep in mind – if it’s good enough for the baby, shouldn’t it be good enough for the dog?
Plus, you seem to be very partial to spitting up on ME. While I feel oh so very special that you’ve chosen me for this gift, I think i’m starting to smell. Maybe you can share the love with Daddy? Or Grandma/Tsafta/Gammy?
What’s in it for you, you ask? Well, there would be more cuddle time. We probably lose 10 minutes a day in changing yours and my outfits. We could go back to the cute nicknames we have for you and stop referring to you “Old Faithful” and “Vesuvius.” We could have more airplane rides! You loved airplane rides. I’m a little nervous every time I lift you overhead for fear of getting rained on.
So, what do you say? Want to give full digestion a try? Maybe stay in one outfit all day long, cuddle and go on more airplane rides?