Nothing like your first case of a tummy bug to officially welcome to you parenthood. Holy crap. She's 1 week shy of 11 months, I have been SOOO lucky that the worst thing my baby has had to endure is cutting teeth.
But alas my time came. Early last week (naturally when Jason was in New York) I had my first experience of the suckage that is your child getting sick. Little tidbit of the day for you: Projectile Vomit does exist. I had limited its reality to cartoons and stupid family movies staring Eddie Murphy. No, it's real. Ask the backseat of my car. While sitting in bumper to bumper traffic on 635 during rush hour. What did this pro mom do? I cried. I feel like I have earned my girl scout patch of the year. I am a warrior. I dealt with explosives from more than 1 area and still survived without yacking myself. or not quite. Sometimes I miss being a kid....I don't think you can ever fully appreciate your own parents until you go through that. (Mom, if I had the energy right now I'd send you 2 dozen roses. )
On a much lighter note though and the reason you look at this blog anyway--Pics! Happy 1st B-day to our Stilletto Stud Logan Deckard!!
Happy Retirement to Grandad!! Dad is retired as of this past Friday! WHOOHOO!!! Celebrating hardcore...
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That picture of your dad and Carson is precious!
Looks like a fun weekend!
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