Jared had to work on Saturday so he decided to stay in town on Friday, to avoid having to commute an extra day. So we were all on our own. This made me super nervous considering how Thursday night had gone. After eating all her rice cereal, sweet potatoes, and remaining formula, I thought it would be fun to show Daddy Grace’s new favorite game. I was wrong… sort of. So I proceeded to show Jared how Grace sits on my legs facing me and I bounce her up into a standing position with my legs. What was I thinking, right? After about 10 minutes of calmly lying on me, that was when our beautiful little princess engaged in an involuntary personal protein spill. I stood in the kitchen with Grace while sweet potatoes and rice cereal dripped down my legs, and Jared cleaned all the fun off the carpet. He also had to fend off the dogs, because they look at vomit with a kind of, “Well if you’re not going to eat that, I will,” face.
So needless to say I was concerned about all the fun I’d have out numbered 3 to 1. But except for missing Daddy, everything worked out, even though Oakley threw up a little on the floor. There’s always 1 of 2 things happening in this house. Either someone’s puking or someone’s pooping.
So needless to say I was concerned about all the fun I’d have out numbered 3 to 1. But except for missing Daddy, everything worked out, even though Oakley threw up a little on the floor. There’s always 1 of 2 things happening in this house. Either someone’s puking or someone’s pooping. 
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