Let's Begin.
After Kelly left for work, Addy began to get fussy, so I loaded her up, and we set out for our nightly walk. But for some reason, she continued to be fussy, and she never would stop. Something was not right. So we cut the walk short and came in. I thought maybe she just wanted to be held, but that wasn't it either. So, after her not sleeping much today, I decided an early bedtime sounded like a good idea. So I bathed her and got her changed, then I fed her. All went well, until the burp.
I had her on my shoulder as I looked through her closet for her pajamas, all the while patting her back to try and work a burp out. Who has two thumbs and is a king multi-tasker? This guy. Anyways, I was patting on her back, pajamas in hand, when I heard the rumble from deep within Addy. Then...it came. Like a dense white snow in the mountains of Colorado. Well, maybe not that pristine. It was more like someone dumped cottage cheese all over me. And let's say cottage cheese that was two weeks old. It was bad. Which leads me to the next point...I chunked. Not like I'm sick with a bad virus toilet hugging barf, but like someone just dumped week old milk all over me. It was bad. And chunky. It landed way to close to my mouth, which in turned caused the puking. Needless to say, Addy was covered in her barf, I was covered in her barf, it was all over the floor, and my puke pile topped off the nastiness that lay before us. The nursery will have to be aired out. However, we pressed on, got cleaned up, and got Addy to bed. Oh the joys of parenthood.
On a lighter note, I had a great birthday today. Kelly and Addy took me to lunch today, and we had a nice home cooked steak dinner last night. To top it all off, a wonderful cheesecake. It was great.
Until next time, try to keep it all in.
Blessings,
-SH
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