I'm sure Desi wishes he had been born into a less tumultuous home. Mari and I had a big fight last night. Let's take a listen...
Me, "Ow, he's biting my nose! Man, his jaws are strong!"
Mari, "Well he wouldn't be biting my nose if you hadn't taught him how!"
Me, "Oh, please! Biting noses is instinctive for infants!"
Mari, "No it's not! I used to be able to kiss him without him opening up to chomp my nose!"
Me, "Oh, whatever!"
Mari, "Let's not fight in front of the baby!"
Me, "You're right. We're sorry, son."
[Smooch, smooch, cuddle, cuddle]
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