I spoke entirely too soon on Friday.
First thing on Saturday morning, I was tandem nursing and Logan got me. He really scored, too, since he also got Emma's arm. He was assisted in his perfidy by his own father, though. Eric held him over me when I yelped for help. Something about not wanting to get the bed messy and since I was already covered...what's a little more?
Personally, I think he was trying to get back at me for the last vomit job was all over him.
Traitor!
Whose side is he on anyway?!
Where's the pause button on this thing?
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