Staggering around in our sleep deprivation, Rich and I have coined a few phrases that have left me feeling well....like a series of movie titles define me...
The Fellowship of the Boob. All the people that are trying to keep mommy feed, hydrated and happy so she can return Trent to his happy state of milk coma.
The Two Boobs. Aforementioned, the ridiculously large chest that now enters rooms before me.
Return of the Boob. Referring to Trent waking up JUST as I got back from running errands, lay down to sleep, walk through the room, sit down to dinner...you name it he has the all knowing, all seeing orb somewhere in this house!
Then
There's Trent.....Lord of the Boob. Seriously, he now rules the boobs. They respond only to him and do his bidding.
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