Today I'm sporting rubber gloves and totting around a pail of soapy water. I'm laundering William's bedding for the second time in two days and scrubbing crib rails and bumper pads. It can mean only one thing. We're dealing with the "D" word around here. And while I won't indulge you in any further details I must say I still prefer cleaning the "D" word to the "V" word. If I had to choose.
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