Neck Rolls

The hardest part of parenting isn’t the sleepless nights, the inconsolable crying, the endless laundry… it’s trying to clean the neck of an infant! They have no neck and getting into the fat rolls and creases is incredibly difficult. I try to sneak in a cleaning throughout the day when Eli is relaxed, but he always knows what I am trying to do and tenses his neck, denying me access. It’s amazing what I find in there when I finally get to it... lint, dirt, milk. It reminds me of cleaning a pug’s fold. All kinds of dirt collect in there. I am looking forward to the days Eli sleeps through the nights, when he can talk and when he grows a neck! Can anyone else relate?