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... iaper-change was the perfect time to unleash a fountain. The living room rug still bears the memory.
My mom, bless her soul, became a one-woman baby food laboratory. She blended everything—carrots, apples, spinach—and would give live taste tests. "He likes earthy flavors," she’d say seriously, as if Bean was a food critic and not just smearing mashed bananas all over his face and hair like it was spa treatment.
My dad claimed he wasn’t "baby craz ...
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