I put Benjamin on his little play mat for tummy time the other day, and I was so impressed and proud of him for not fussing and complaining about it like he did way back when he was just a baby. I went to pick him up after a couple minutes, when I thought he was getting close to done with it, and he had spit up all over the mat. He was laying uncomplainingly in a little puddle of spit up, and one half his face was just covered. Poor guy. He was such a macho tough guy though, and didn’t make a peep about it. I felt terrible of course, and wished he had told me. What a trooper.
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