Whenever we ask Cullen what his sister's name is, he replies "baby phone". I guess phone does rhyme with Simone! Cullen adores his baby sister and often asks to hold her. He gets tired of holding her about 5.2 seconds after she is placed in his lap, but at least he likes her.
We took our first trip to MPLS this weekend to meet some of the LaVigne/Moore relatives. On the way up, Simone made it about 30 miles outside of Minneapolis before she let us know that she was hungry. Her tummy is still so little and she can't make it too long without stopping to eat. However, she did make it the whole ride home without eating, but Dirk and I won't be winning any "Parent of the Year" awards. We smelled something amiss right outside of MPLS, but both kids were sound asleep so we just kept the car moving. Then, about 25 minutes from home, Simone let out a cry. I crawled into the back seat to see if she was alright and learned that she had a major explosion in her diaper. Because we were so close to home, we just kept going. Our sweet little girl stewed in her poo for almost the whole trip. Dirk and I felt so horrible. At least she won't remember this tragic experience. I hope...
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