Theo is having belly issues. More exactly, pooping issues. He cries. He clenches his fists and his teeny butt cheeks. He does not want to poop under any circumstance. Iíve literally been channeling Bobbi Brown to pull doodie bubbles out. I shit you not. This is all very sad, frustrating, tear-inducing.
I wish I could just give him The Post, a coffee, and sit him on the can.