What a lovely evening. It has been storming off and on like crazy tonight.
Right in the middle of the worst storm, little Glenn starts making a gagging noise, then starts puking his guts out onto the floor. So, in the middle of lighting and thunder and rain, I am sopping up baby puke with paper towels.
It looked like most of dinner came up.
Let me tell you, baby puke smells just like adult puke.
Carrots don’t digest in your stomach either.
So, for all you future parents out there, you have a lot to look forward to.
Storms and Vomit
August 23
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