Baby vomit perfume

It’s the next big thing? Dontcha know?!! I have recently been slimed and was thinking I should at least blog about it. It is amazing how when I have to vomit, I don’t look cute. But when my son vomits, “awww…poor thing. Look at him. He is so cute and helpless.” All down my back. All down my front. On my arms. On my pants. Yep. Anyhow, I really don’t mind at this point. Because it is one color. White. Now when he gets older and starts eating solids, I am sure my tune will change. Although coming in at a close second to being spit up on would have to be, yep-you guessed it, being peed on. No matter how fast I THINK I am –I am not as fast as Quick Draw McGraw. He is so tricky. He can be completely smilely and bat his big eyes at me and then WHAMO! Or, he can be turning beet red from a cry and give the ol’ surprise attack. Good aim that kid. (I should put him near my plants.)

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