My baby doesn't speak English, but if he did, I'm sure this is the tale he would tell...I find myself between the Devil and the deep blue sea. Surrounded by a vast ocean of rubber duckies and waterfalls. Buoyed up, inches from the depths. Desperately searching for which way the crow flies, I trudge on. Through torrential down pours and thick sea foam, I pray that this hellish nightmare will come to an end. The winds are picking up now...2-3-4 knots with 4"swells. I feel the end is near as I batten down the hatches. Wave after wave of misery. Then, just as all hope is lost... bath time is over.
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