Puddles

Have you even been walking around your house and stepped in a puddle, then looked up to see if the roof was leaking, or checked under the sink to see where the water was coming from? Yeah, me too. And now its coming from an unstoppable source, one that leaks constantly with no hope for patching, repair, fixing the source of the problem. You've probably guessed by now what I'm talking about. The Baby. Today Shelly started calling him Little Duffett. (No idea where that came from.) Well, Little Duffett is leaving big puddles everywhere as he drools up a storm. Plus my shoulders are always wet where he drools on me. Not sure if its better for the drool to be on me or on the floor. I love you Little Duffett but when are things going to dry up a little?