Holy Crap

Today was a day of hunger. Correction. The last few days have been about hunger. Gabby doesn't even make the two hour mark before she's wanting more food. Eat, eat, eat. And when you eat that much...that's right, lots of diapers. I must have missed this part in the Daddy's Secret Handbook - A Guide to All Things Babies? She's roughly 11 lbs now and is growing by the day or hour more likely. A "growth spurt" you say. At this rate, Gabby will be shaving her legs and driving the Jeep this time next year. You think that's funny? Have you seen me in action after one of her downloads? Now that's funny. Mommy might argue otherwise, especially out of fear that Gabby's first words will either be "Ah Crap" or "Holy Crap." What's wrong with that? Gabby has this phase where she's a constant eater and Daddy has "this phase" where he's a potty mouth. But don't worry, everything I learned about fatherhood I learned from Frank Barone...