“Here, Mommy,” says Katie, handing me my little bundle of joy. “He’s spit up – twice – and now he has the hiccups.”
“Is he cranky?” I ask. I was hoping to get some work done on the computer.
“No, but nobody wants to hold him any more.”
What? Little George is finally persona non grata?
That’s ok, darling. Mommy still loves you.