The Soulard Soap Laundromat
*Disclaimer*
Amelia is not nursing in this photo. She's sleeping. But if she were, I wouldn't apologize...because breastfeeding is AWESOME and NATURAL and completely NOT sexual. I also wouldn't take a photo of it and post it on the internet. So yeah...on to yesterday's events:
My girl and I (Daddy too!) have been staying in a hotel for two straight weeks. That means: no home. No home means no washer. No washer means no clean clothes. No clean clothes means we're absolutely not going commando. SO, the two of us hopped into an Uber (a much better version of a taxi), rode to the local St. Louis laundromat, and hung out with some friendly St. Louis-ians while waiting on our clothes to clean. This is life in baseball! And even though it's totally inconvenient, messy, and hectic at times, I wouldn't trade it for the world. Because, what's an adventure without the craziness?! And for the record, fancy hotel staff...I'll NEVER be that girl that can't hop into a cab - baby in tow - with an entire suitcase filled with my laundry...and do it myself! But thank you for the offer anyways...I really did appreciate it and am grateful for such nice people to look after us!
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