Already, my son has replaced his love and affection for me. I just really thought this would happen later. I really thought I would get a few years at least where I was the #1 in his world. I really thought that when I was replaced, it would be with at least a human...

"Hmmmm...a little fry with my ketchup, please"

That belly is what happens when you ask a child covered in ketchup to say please, and he signs it for you. Manners are now out the window in these situations

So happy in this newfound relationship

Here is dada about to cart this kiddo off to the tub!
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