I left the house without a can of formula, a pacifier, or a change of clothes. Jo Jo won the best-baby-in-the-world award when she took a nap at my sister’s without the pacifier, waited without a meltdown while I bought an emergency can of enfamil and then fed her in the store, only babbled at me when she had a poop blow-out in her diaper and up the front of her outfit, and waited as I dug through a tub of too-big clothes I had just taken from my sister for when Jo Jo is older, in search of one she could wear now.
I am so blessed with this easy-going baby!