I saw some guy wearing this shirt today at the hospital. Rules. Rachael and I were able to hold the kids next to one another today. It was cool for a while until jack decided to get back to his heart/breathing tricks. fun. It's kind of funny how the nurses assign all of these fluffy terms to describe when a baby is going into a bad place. "oh, he is having his dipty-dos." Oh, by that do you mean is heart isn't working? Yeah, dipty do dah.
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