It's not a joyride.
But when Daddy does it, he looks at me and I at him. And he makes silly noises and I laugh at him. He's silly. And I sometimes have to open my mouth to catch my breath, that's how funny he is with the noises he makes.
And then, before you know it, my diaper's been change and I barely noticed.
Let's keep this going, Daddy. I dig the performance art.
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