Having a baby means new definitions. Today's entry is "living dangerously."
Well, okay, it's me, I don't know if I ever had a definition, but I do now.
It's when you get to the grocery store with your three-month-old, and you realize that you don't have a pacifier, because you took out the one that stayed in the carseat to clean it, and never replaced it.
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