So...probably like most babies MoMo likes to spit up...all the time. Last night we were eating dinner while Moses was watching us in his swing. He had just enjoyed his dinner and was chillin' out. He made this strange little noise and Derrick and I turned just in time to see him projectile spit up. The stuff flew over his bib and landed in his lap. We both freaked out but he was unphased. I've taken some pictures of the aftermath of some spit ups.
Gross...
Grosser...
Like Father like...
Grossest!
Saturday, October 11, 2008
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