And just as we were told, as little Jessica gets older her bulbous umbilical hernia is indeed getting smaller and retracting with each and every passing day – in other words, Daddy’s favorite belly doorbell is no more.
In fact, it no longer inflates when she is upset and is now resembles more of a grape left out in the sun for too long (in other words, a raisin), and is quite frankly, no longer quite as enjoyable to play with. Sure I can still flick it back and forth at a hilariously fast rate, but I can now no longer cry out “ding dong” while giving it a good couple of presses.
And this saddens me.
Oh well, back on the track for later becoming a world renowned, very rich international swimwear model, who will happily take her folks along with her as she travels the world – though of course, this might hinge on the fact that she never bothers to ever read this post when she finally gains the ability to read! Thus, I shall teach her poorly methinks! ;)