Dad tip #49: Suck it up and just deal with the drool
Tonight's advice will be in the form of a (crappy) sonnet:
I see your face glistening in the light,Yeah, I'm totally going back to haikus the next time I do something like this. In case you didn't get the point, babies drool and you just need to deal with it.
Your mouth covered in mom's breast milk and drool.
From morn and breakfast to dinner and night,
On your high-chair tray the liquids do pool.
Your two hands, they constantly move and spread,
Much like wings distributing joy so moist.
Drool passes swift from mouth to hands to head
And back to your mouth with coos so well voiced.
Your shirt, your pants, and your bib will be soaked.
Somehow, my clothes will also be drool drenched.
Drool flows freely all around unprovoked.
It is all because you need your thirsts quenched.
For my son's comfort I'll get him re-dressed.
Drool bothers me naught for he is the best.