Not my crying...*S*'s....but she cries infrequently enough that I can't begrudge her. But it's so much nicer when she doesn't.
Meanwhile the sun is shining again (finally) and spring is in the air...or possibly *S* just poo'd her diap...manure and baby poo being one element apart on the periodic table, and what's spring without the air full of well manicured and manured lawns?
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