Sometimes, after a horrible, horrible night, you suspect your sweet chunky baby has an ear infection. And you consider going to a walk in clinic but it is the fourth of july and it just doesn’t sound that much fun.
So you call your dad and he comes to your rescue on his bike at 7:30 in the morning with his trusty otoscope tucked in his jersey pocket next to his Gu and camlebak.
What, this doesn’t happen to you?
Best dad EVER.
I wish he could come to my house! I think Beckett might have an ear infection. Hope Lincoln is okay and you are sleeping better at night!
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Such a great deal you are set up with. I wish I'd had my dad around for RX when I was raising babes.
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