in 2008, I picked up my son Tyler from daycare and for the third day in a row he had on a different shirt at the end of the day. Each day, the change happened for a different reason. Spit up. Spilled water. Drool. His shirts were SOAKED. I joked with my wife that I wish they made a shirt that would soak up the liquid so he wouldn't become the dreaded all time bib wearer. And so it began....
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