It doesn't happen every day or even weekly. But sometimes, when I go to get in my jammies at night and remove my bra - food is either stuck to me or falls out. I'm not sure how this happens since I am not a messy eater. My kids don't eat on me and I don't ever recollect anyone putting food down my shirt, but there it is just the same. Tonight - a noodle. I'm intrigued by this phenomenon and now have resolve to pay closer attention in the evenings to my own shirt.
While I'm at it I may try to figure out how whole, undigested food ends up in a toddler's diaper.
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