Please don’t make me, please, please stop, no no - oh my god I’m holding a child, oh god, what, how do you hold this thing? What’s he doing? Ahhhh ah, ah earrings! Ah! He’s chewing on me! Ah gawd what is that noise! Take it, take it! Please take it! Ahhh! [it giggles] oh god, it’s laughing, why is it laughing? It won’t let go of me and it’s laughing! It’s trying to eat my hair! Take it, please!
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The second baby I have ever held in my 26 years on this Earth. My fear makes them chortle with glee. I see you, Baby, laughing at me. I see you.
