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"PinterestFacebookMy two-month-old baby took out my twenty-four-year-old brother. I asked him to come sit with JD for an hour yesterday so I could hit the gym. I lost a whole pound! If I bang out thirty-five minutes of cardio I&amp;#39;m happy. I can do crunches and weights at home. I&amp;#39;ve actually been &amp;quot;lifting&amp;quot; JD up and down. It tones my arms and keeps him occupied.\nBri showed up to my apartment at 2:30pm with reinforcements&amp;#8212;his buddy, Jay. The baby was sleeping, so Bri settled on the couch and begged me to leave and hurry up&amp;#8212;maybe JD would just sleep while I was gone, he wondered out loud&amp;#8212;It was his first time going it alone, without me just steps away in the shower, or writing, or in the laundry room. I told Bri if he woke up to just entertain him, he was not to due to eat. I also told him he&amp;#39;d probably have a pee-pee diaper and to change him. I kissed my sleeping son goodbye and as I headed out, I heard Bri say to Jay: &amp;quot;Did you ever see *Three Men And A Baby? *We&amp;#39;re two men and a baby.&amp;quot; I heard them laughing Bevis and Butthead style as I walked to my truck.\nI felt confident Bri would take good care of his nephew&amp;#8212;he&amp;#39;s like a father bear&amp;#8212;super protective of me and more so of his little &amp;quot;cub,&amp;quot; JD. I get really bad cell service at the gym and by the time I reached my truck after my workout I was sweating with hair sticking to my face and also with seven&amp;#8212;seven! missed calls&amp;#8212;all from Bri. Seems JD had a fit&amp;#8212;wouldn&amp;#39;t stop crying. He resisted his bottle and turned &amp;quot;almost purple!&amp;quot; When I got home I found Poppa Coppa in his suit with a swaddled up JD in his arms, sleeping soundly.\nWhere&amp;#39;s Bri? I asked my dad. &amp;quot;He took off&amp;#8212;Jack wiped him out,&amp;quot; he explained. How did you get him to chill? &amp;quot;I raised three kids\u2026come on now!,&amp;quot; he bragged.\n*Where are my baby&amp;#39;s pants? *(He had on cute cords when I left). Seems Bri changed him and couldn&amp;#39;t get the pants back on my wiggle worm. It was &amp;quot;im-poss-ible!&amp;quot; I&amp;#39;m not mad at Bri, I just wish he would have stayed and figured it out, ya know?\nI told uncle Bri to check in on my blog today. So go on, give him advice for next time&amp;#8212;because there will be a next time, Bri! Just think of it as a re-match&amp;#8212;you vs. J-dizzle."^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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